San Diego; Day 9

First day without the girls, and Dom didn't relax until we heard that they'd both arrived home in Oz. We'd watched them cross the Pacific on the FlightRadar24 app. 

I'd googled somewhere to go for breakfast, and we headed in the direction of Seal Beach. Along the way we spotted a nice looking cafe and stopped at the Urban Pantry. 

We tracked coastal to the Carlsbad Premium Outlets, where Dom ordered some car parts from Jeep. 

From there it was s short run into San Diego along the 73, which is a toll road with no cash payment ability anymore. You have to pay online if you don't have a toll transponder. The 73 is new, wide and swift, compared to the I5 which travels in parallel but is heavily trafficked. 

We had booked in to the Keating Hotel on F Street, an old hotel, recently refurbished and nicely fitted out. We were given a penthouse room, which sounded much better than it was. It was comfortable, though, with a good coffee machine.

Out into the hot afternoon we ventured, taking in the sights along 5th Avenue. There were restaurants and bars at every step. We had a late lunch at 'Florent', a funkily furnished bar with a view to the street to watch the world go by. 

We wandered the rest of 5th, then up 4th, before getting ready for dinner and more people watching from an outside table on 5th Avenue.