Long time no blog! I am using this time of quarantine as a way to get reacquainted with the wonderful habit of journaling and blogging with a first person voice, keeping you and me entertained in the process. You may feel like you have missed a few episodes, or rather a whole season! I will try to catch up as we go. In the meanwhile, stay safe and wash your hands 🙂
Living on the beach has made things so much better lately. Yes, I suffer from short temper and a very low tolerance for BS these days, but I’d gone even more bonkers if we were living in a high rise apartment.
Living on Coronado Island, we depend on the city of Coronado, that closed its beaches later than the city of San Diego. There is a special dog beach that the dogs love, and the huge main one by the iconic hotel Del Coronado is amazing for people watching and an evening stroll.
It is a couple of miles away, so my husband and I usually go there in the afternoon to watch the sunset.
When the city closed the beaches, the sidewalk by it still allowed for gorgeous ocean views.
Then the island of Coronado stretches into a long piece of land, between the ocean at the front, and the San Diego Bay at the back. That’s where we live.
The campground has its own private beach on the Bay, with a little marina too where people live on boats full time.
It looks like between the marina people and the RV people, we own an inordinate amount of dogs. There is also a base housing community with a few dozen houses and a school (that’s closed) that is sharing the beach with us.
But on a random Sunday, you won’t find more than a handful of people on the beach. It’s not made for swimming, the Bay water isn’t super appealing, but the sand is nice and the dogs love it.
We can’t use the ocean beach right in front of the campground, because that’s where the Navy SEALs train.
While the whole virus thing has me going pretty crazy lately, I can say that the beach has been super helpful for staying sane. And exercizing a little, because I am eating way too much.