Last night I dreamt of San Pedro..

I consider myself lucky in so many ways. But I also consider myself unlucky sometimes for a few reason. We cannot have everything in life. Impossible if everything is , perfect for a mere human being, myself included.


I am so lucky of being able to have my feet stepped on many places. Most of this blog reader should be well aware of the fact that I traveled quite a lot.


I don't know why suddenly I miss San Diego tonight. I visited San Diego last December when I went to visit my friend in Los Angeles. San Diego is a very peaceful town. Not that big, not that small. Not too crowded. Weather there is always nice throughout the year.


It was during winter, my visit there but I survived with a t-shirt, only a t-shirt covered my beloved 6-packs. The Spanish influence in Southern USA, to be more specific, Mexican influence, can be considered as something like a beautiful finishing on a cake, or a perfect spice for the meal.


San Diego is my answer to San Pedro in Madonna' La Isla Bonita song, even though San Diego is not an island.. I hope I will be able to visit the USA again pretty soon. 6 years left on my US Visa validity.