Typically when we write about something that's on our radar, it's something we're planning on doing or fantasizing about doing, but this week, it's actually all about what we did last weekend. San Diego is one city worth breaking tradition for!
We stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel, which is at one end of the ultra-hip Gaslamp Quarter. The Hard Rock had large, well decorated inexpensive rooms and our facial at the Rock Spa put us in a good mood in the middle of an otherwise full-on crankmonster day (don't ask). It's home to a Nobu and a hotel store that is SO cute, our friend Carm and I bought the same hoodie (Black. Cashmere. On Sale.)
Now on to the good stuff! We couldn't get on the elevator without a friendly guy saying hello! No joke--and no matter what time of day! A cute Aussie even tried to flirt, but we were stone cold sober so we were embarrassingly tongue tied. The pool turns into a hot bar scene at night (Note to those who need to go to sleep before 2 am: Request a room far away from the pool!).
The Sunday Intervention party was a tad too wild for our taste. See the below photo for evidence. We're past our belly button pierced thong wearing in public days.
Would you have stayed longer than 5 minutes?
Many people we met lived in Sacramento or San Francisco and come down for the near perfect weather and party scene. S.D. has gone through a resurgence in the past couple of years. In addition to the Hard Rock, there's the Kimpton Group's Hotel Solamar and the oh-so-swank Ivy (our fave there was the leather columns).
So there's a reason it's On Our Radar--we want to go back, NOW!
We stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel, which is at one end of the ultra-hip Gaslamp Quarter. The Hard Rock had large, well decorated inexpensive rooms and our facial at the Rock Spa put us in a good mood in the middle of an otherwise full-on crankmonster day (don't ask). It's home to a Nobu and a hotel store that is SO cute, our friend Carm and I bought the same hoodie (Black. Cashmere. On Sale.)
Now on to the good stuff! We couldn't get on the elevator without a friendly guy saying hello! No joke--and no matter what time of day! A cute Aussie even tried to flirt, but we were stone cold sober so we were embarrassingly tongue tied. The pool turns into a hot bar scene at night (Note to those who need to go to sleep before 2 am: Request a room far away from the pool!).
The Sunday Intervention party was a tad too wild for our taste. See the below photo for evidence. We're past our belly button pierced thong wearing in public days.
Would you have stayed longer than 5 minutes?
Many people we met lived in Sacramento or San Francisco and come down for the near perfect weather and party scene. S.D. has gone through a resurgence in the past couple of years. In addition to the Hard Rock, there's the Kimpton Group's Hotel Solamar and the oh-so-swank Ivy (our fave there was the leather columns).
So there's a reason it's On Our Radar--we want to go back, NOW!
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