The wind blew strong against the tent. I woke up many times. I also had a scary dream and woke up from
that too. All and all it was a night of
interrupted sleep. I packed the tent by
6:11am and rolled off by 6:30am. I made
it to Las Vegas by 9am. I found a
breakfast buffet at Harrah’s for $17 after tax.
It wasn’t cheap or the kind of food for me. I forgot about the smoke factor in other
states. Here in Vegas, all the zoned out
souls, what a dark scary contrast to all the bright eyed happy people in the
National Parks.
I head out to San Diego at 10:30am. I was sleepy and hot. I fazed in and out of focus on the road and
even drifted in and out of lanes. I
rolled into San Diego at 4pm into Carlsbad South Campground at the beach. I was unimpressed by the campground and the
beach. I did stroll on the beach and
watch surfers and families play. Then I
head to Solana Beach, a spot for surfers.
None of these beaches are for swimming.
I laid in the sand and watched the sky.
I was cold, same experience for San Elijo Campsites.

All campsites are full this week up the coast. This is bad.
I had a lot of resistance to be here,
I didn’t care to come, but I am here.
Well, it’s a good thing I love watching the sea. I love being in the sea. I love to surf. I love being in the sand.
I pulled into Henry’s natural food grocery store to stock
up on some supplies. I felt extremely
tired at 9:30pm and went to use Jack in the Box restroom. I found a spot uphill to rest in the
neighborhood. The uphill ended up being
great for leveling of the feet. I put a
blanket underneath the bum to fill in the crack of the seat to better support
my spine.
This lack of campsite issue will
be a determining factor how long this last stretch of my trip will be. It is looking like short. I can only sleep in my car for so many
nights. I really have no idea where I am right now, no worries though.