In 1972 former San Diego mayor Peter Wilson gave the city the nickname “America’s Finest City.”
Quite a bold statement.
While parts of the country are buried under snow during winter, San Diego basks in warm temperatures in the mid-70’s.
A couple of years ago I took a job promotion that required me to move to the Arctic tundra known as Wisconsin. In the winter I was buried under a couple of inches of snow. Instead of sand between my toes, I had snow all over my boots.
I woke up cold, went to work cold, got my mail in the cold and went to sleep cold.
At night when I would shovel snow from my driveway, I would dream of returning to the Pacific Ocean. I envisioned the warm sun on my face and the sound of crashing waves.
Now that I am back in San Diego I never take a beautiful sunset at the beach for granted. I captured these surfers at Scripps Pier in La Jolla a couple of weeks ago. As you can see no snow shoveling required!
The upside of living in Wisconsin is that you get to experience the four seasons, but San Diego has only one season: sunshine!
San Diego is truly, “America’s Finest City!”
Happy Travels!
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