Old Town and Balboa Park

On Tuesday, we woke up to a gray day and headed to Old Town San Diego. Unfortunately it's surrounded by highways and not so nice areas, but once in the Old Town National Park, the restored buildings and shops from the early 1800s do a great job of transporting you back to having a sense of what it might have been like on a nice day. In the cigar shop, a couple of old fashioned distinguished looking men were smoking cigars (even at 11 a.m.). We went on to the general store, and the sheriff served us Mexican Mochas - okay, so not that old fashioned. In Claire's words: 'gorgeous' - the mocha, not the sheriff (pictured)

After lunch in San Diego's 'gaslight' district, we went over to Balboa park and popped in a couple of museums and listened to a street musician who played a mean fiddle.