Right now I’m in San Diego with Leigh, who is attending a medial conference. I’ll be here until Sunday, and I hope to try and post some pictures and some anecdotes from our trip.
My initial impression: the people here are too nice. Leigh arrived yesterday morning, and I arrived late last night. She picked me up at the airport and we drove to In-N-Out Burger. The drive over to In-N-Out was entertaining.
In the interest of full disclosure, I should probably tell you that I drive like a psychopath. I honk, cut people off, scream curse words, and pretty much wish horrible diseases on people that refuse to drive like I want them to (which is pretty much everyone). I can’t count the number of dirty looks I got on the way to the restaurant. I was driving in my typically maniacal manner, and the San Diegans just couldn’t understand what I was so upset about.
We went into Target to get me some milk, and everyone I passed said, or nodded, a greeting. People I didn’t even know! Amazing.
It’s like being in a town of Dave Matthews Band fans.
So I’ll try tone down my aggressiveness and to be a responsible Texas representative. I’ll let you know how it goes.