Pfc. Ranzenberger had spent three months in southern California.
But those three months weren't exactly a vacation. It was Marine boot camp, after all.
"I saw a lot of dirt," he said. "I did see the ocean once."
We decided to fix that. Kissy Missy and I took an extra day, and decided to explore just a taste of the place that really is the center of everything. We took the rental car, locked the radio on Classic Rock
KGB-FM, and we unashamedly played tourist.
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Up I-5, we stopped at Oceanside, a beautiful resort community. |
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A young boy plays in the Pacific surf at Oceanside. |
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We headed out on the 1,954-foot-long Oceanside Pier, the longest wooden pier in the world. |
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On the pier, we met this pelican. He had an attitude. |
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And the pelican wasn't the only bird with an attitude out there. We enjoyed lunch at Ruby's Diner on the end of the pier, and kept exploring. |
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We met a young girl celebrating her QuinceaƱera. The pier is a beautiful place for photos. |
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On the way back, we took the Pacific Highway - Historic Route 101 - and stopped at The Flower Fields in Carlsbad. It's 50 acres of beautiful color up on a hill. We declined to pay the $12 admission fee - but treated ourselves to strawberry lavender sundaes. They are to die for. |
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The Cafe Coyote's mariachi singers serenaded the guests, and we enjoyed some really excellent Mexican food. |
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Soon enough, Robert will be back in Southern California. That's Camp Pendleton in the background - the hill called "The Reaper." But he knows now there's more to that place than just M-16s and drill instructors |
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