Ok, I admit, I listen to Radio Margaritaville on my XM these days. That is one of the few good things which came from the Sirius/XM merger. This morning listening to the radio, I was able to just relax and float away a little bit when I was listening to Nadirah Shakoor’s cover of Son of a Son of a Sailor. I relaxed and smiled for the first time in a while when my wife wasn’t prompting, teasing, or cajoling me.
I think that I know what I would like to do for a vacation in the future. I want to pack her up and drive out to Ocean Beach and show off San Diego. Whenever I hear Jimmy, I seem to look out on the ocean from OB in my mind’s eye. I walk down Newport Ave, stop in a Hodad’s for a greasy burger, stay at the Old OB Motel and smell the salt which pervades the rooms.
I think it’s time for Ellen and I, this year, to pack up, drive off, and go to OB. Spend about a week walking on the beach, doing what married couples do, look at antique stores for fun, see some of the sights of SD, but come back at night to an apartment or bungalow and watch the sun fall on the water. I miss SD at times and I miss OB more than I miss anywhere else. I want to save up money and go back to the Black knowing I can grab something if I want to. I want to just wander along the streets and remember what it was like to live there and how much I love it.
I want to find a way, some day, to live there again, I don’t care if I’m older when I do it. Though it would be great to do it when I’m still somewhat young. I want to take her down Sunset Cliffs and then to the lighthouse on Cabrillo Point. I want to see Mexico through the distance, but I don’t think I’ll go there.
I want to take her through the city in places, see the old mission and old town. Maybe, only maybe, catch a Padres game at Petco. Hell, that’s not that big of a deal if I see it or no. Take her to Del Mar to walk the streets. Go to Black’s Beach and see if I can get her to be a little wild.
Well, there’s the plan, now the execution comes next.