I grew up reading about faraway fantasy places: as a kid I loved the Magic Tree House books, then eventually became enamored by the Harry Potter series & all of its captivating whimsy. Some of my favorite quotes have to do with living a life that is enchanting and exhilarating, like this one from Roald Dahl, “Above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
Walking from my Airbnb to Balboa Park was just about 6 blocks of hills and blinding sunshine, and I arrived at the park already a little sweaty and sunburnt. I picked up a map at the entrance but mostly stuck to exploring whatever caught my eye in the moment — from museums to fountains to musical performances to seemingly endless gardens of cacti, there was plenty to see. If I lived in San Diego, I optimistically think I would like to spend a lot of time here seeing shows, learning up on some of the art & culture inside the museums and simply enjoying the flowers. It was a peaceful little (or not-so-little) refuge right in the middle of the city.
Have you ever been to Balboa Park?