Re-adapting to life in the states took no time at all. On the ride back from the airport I had to browse back through my photos to make sure the whole trip wasn't just part of my imagination. Starting in my last couple days in Istanbul, I felt like I had been gone forever, but the second I touched down in LA it seemed like it had gone by in a blur.
I stayed a little more than a week in San Diego, sleeping on the floor of my old apartment (I had sublet my room to a girl from Spain). During this time, my buddy
Todd and I went on a hiking trip in the San Diego mountains,
Cuyamaca Rancho state park. Originally we had planned to be on the trail for 3 days and camp in the wilderness for 2 nights, but a late start and the weather forced us to modify those plans.
This area of San Diego was ravaged five years ago by the
cedar fire, life was renewing itself in a magnificent way. I'll let pictures tell the rest of the story.
Day2:
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