Part 2 – read part one here.
Where were we? Dude and I had just checked into Estancia La Jolla for our first weekend getaway in almost 2 years.
After settling in we made a beeline to the bar – Mustang’s & Burros – for what might have been the best nachos Dude and I have ever eaten! Seriously. The atmosphere couldn’t have been better – we managed to to snag prime seats in front of the gorgeous outdoor fireplace.
Be sure to check out their happy hour specials – they had a cheese platter for $9 on Friday and the other offers looked appealing.
Don’t make your drink “a double” or you’ll find the priciest margarita’s I’ve seen anywhere at $22 each!
At the beginning of this story we’d asked “Ted” how far it was to walk into town? He told us it was about 2 miles. So… after leisurely drinks and stuffed with nachos we decided a walk into town for dinner.
It was a perfect night for a walk – the sun was setting – the conversation easy. Wild nasturtiums were everywhere - for some reason this fascinated me. About an hour into our “2 mile walk” we started noticing that we weren’t even close to town … as a matter of fact we can see “town” on the other side of the bay.
Our relaxing evening stroll to dinner – over 2 hours long. For some reason I found myself humming the Gilligan Island theme song. I was grateful for the practical flats I’d chosen to wear yet wished they were sneakers and secretly wondered if “Ted” had known we were going to order nachos that night and intentionally underestimated the mileage in consideration of my waistline.
After wandering through town looking at restaurants we settled on Vigilucci’s an Italian Restaurant with a large outdoor patio, great atmosphere, live music and a stunning view.
I wish I could say the food was equally impressive – both Dude and I were a little disappointed. I like garlic, but my pasta had enough to keep away more than a few vampires and Dude’s meat had to go back for a little extra time. The restaurant wasn’t the only one struggling. I somehow managed to send a shrimp tail flying across the room - if anyone noticed they didn’t say a word.
We focused on enjoying our wine – which was chosen because the Vineyard and Lil Diva share a name and the winery was local.
We made our way back to the hotel, marveling the entire taxi ride at just how far we had walked. We finished the evening with another glass of wine at Mustangs & Burros before turning in for the night.
I don’t have to tell you how nice it was not to be woken the next morning by children crawling on top of us for the first time in forever!
While I caught a few extra zzzz’s Dude went off to read the paper, and have an early breakfast.
Stay tuned for our hike to the beach… “Ted’s” way.