On day two, we woke up early and took an Amtrak to San Diego so we
could see the scenery off the Pacific Coast Highway without the hassle of
renting a car and driving. Upon arrival in Old Town, we left our bags in the
hotel and headed to the closest Mexican restaurant, Café Coyote. We only wanted
a snack because we had dinner plans, but Blue’s steak quesadilla turned out to
be the size of her head! Their salsa was just the right mix of flavor without
the heat, and so fresh!
We meandered down the main drag for a bit before headed to Stone
Brewing. The menu and the food were TERRIBLE. By far the worst meal I’ve had on
vacation, perhaps ever. I got a pork belly adobo, which was basically pork
belly on a steamed bun with greens, and I couldn’t even finish it. That’s the
other thing- they didn’t have any “regular” food; it was all like duck tacos
and quail knots. They didn’t even have a regular burger! One was plant-based
and the other was a bean patty. No, thank you. At least the beer was good.
This dinner was my choice and of course I chose Trailer Park After Dark, a retro dive bar in the Gaslamp District with retro trailers inside,
chairs crafted from shopping carts, and a fake “lawn” with plastic chairs. It
was kitchy as hell and I loved every minute of it. I had grilled cheese sticks
with a shot of tomato soup, tall boy PBRs, and a jello shot. We continued on
our night of debauchery to Tipsy Crow (great cocktails), Whiskey Girl (where I
met 2 others from NJ, one who attended school where I work- small world!), and
ended the night in San Diego’s smallest bar, Pop’s Liquor Cabinet- max
capacity: 12. Also delicious cocktails, and luckily only about 3 other people
were there.
Our last day was Cinco de Mayo. Old Town San Diego marks the site of the first Spanish settlement on the West Coast and features 12 acres of Mexican heritage and historical sites, and San Diego's Cinco de Mayo celebration is held in Old Town every year. So clearly, the whole area was closed down and jam packed. There was a huge street fair with vendors selling pretty much everything, and a wrestling ring where they had lucha libre matches. Luckily we only had to wait 45 minutes for lunch at Los Locos Bar and Grill, and it was well worth the wait. After shoving our way through the throngs of people at the street fair, we spent most of the afternoon checking out the "historic" Old Town area, which was all old time-y shops like the Blacksmith and Carriage House mixed in with some Mexican shops where I picked up some worry dolls for my friends. By dinnertime, the crowds had grown even more and we were OVER it. Every Mexican restaurant (which was just about every restaurant in the area) had 3-4 hour wait times. So for our last meal we each had a personal pizza at Bella Italian Bistro before heading back to the hotel.

Have you ever been to Old Town San Diego?


























