And I don't care how beautiful the place I've visited is, my place is even better. It's not as cultured. It doesn't offer the perfect climate. It isn't where tourists pay to visit. But it's where my heart resides. It's where I fit. It's a part of me and I of it. Yet, it takes leaving once in a while to remind me of how wonderful my spot on the planet really is.
But I have to admit San Diego is a beautiful city on the Pacific. I spent one day at ALA but the rest of my time revisiting a place I used to live. Here's the artist's center in Balboa Park. Walking across the colored tiles was like a trip through Wonderland.
And even some philosophy. I loved this.
Please take this thought from Edmund Burke and leave a few words for others to think about and enjoy.