been playing peek-a-boo with us the whole day but now was drop-
ping rapidly into the ocean and taking what sparse heat it provided
with it. We snagged a bus and made our way to Coronado. The Sun
finished its evening repose while we rode, so when we arrived it was
dark. Fortunately, though, Tammy had been there before and helped
us choose a good place to disembark – the Hotel Del Coronado.
We wandered about the Hotel Del Coronado, exploring its
elegant yet monolithic, neo-rustic charms. The whole place looked
like it was carved from a single, huge piece of wood. The singular
exception being a giant crystal chandelier in the main lobby. When
we noticed that the rain had stopped, three of us, Britt, Jason and
myself, set out onto the dark, windswept beach. The waves were im-
mense! At least 10 or 12 feet high! I attempted to take pictures but
the elements were too much for my dinky digital camera. Jason and
I climbed up on some of the boulders stacked up as a breakwater so
that we could pose as Britt, whose camera was of a much better qual-
ity, took our picture. When a crashing wave drenched my leg, I wast-
ed no time scrambling back to the beach with Jason in my wake. We
weren’t standing on the sand for more than a minute, though, before
another deluge, this time with stinging hail mixed in, poured down
anew and drove us off the beach. We found shelter in a recessed
maintenance doorway where we waited out the cloudburst. After
about five minutes or so, the storm subsided to a light drizzle and we
ran from our niche around to where we left Tammy and Kelly, the
only two members of our party with enough sense not to go play in
the rain. They greeted us upon our return and it was quickly decided
that we were done sightseeing at Coronado Island. It was time to
make our way back to San Diego proper…where dinner waited. We
got the valet to call us a cab and within half an hour we were pulling
up to the Blue Water and paying the cabby.
The Blue Water Seafood Restaurant was, at the same time,
both less and more than I expected. The seating area was small but
we found a table out on their enclosed patio next to an electric heat-
er-device shaped like a tall, steel mushroom. Service was cafeteria
style, so you’d peruse the menu, make your selection, order and pay
at the counter and wait for them to bring it to your table. The menu
is one sheet of paper with four printed columns. The first column is
a list of their selection of fish; Shark, Halibut, Swordfish, Salmon,
Tuna, etc… and the other three columns are the ways you can have
the fish listed in the first column prepared; Sandwich, Salad or Plate.
The sandwich is the best value, averaging between $7 and $10. The
salads are a few dollars more than their sandwich counterparts and
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