Serafin and I flew to San Diego on Christmas Day for a short trip. We stayed at a bed-and-breakfast-type place (a.k.a. guest house) adorned with Victorian furniture. Neither of us is particularly interested in old houses or the Victorian era, but it was cheaper to stay there than in a downtown hotel. Our room contained a couple of antique wardrobes that you open with a skeleton key, and the wooden bed frame creaked whenever you climbed in or out of it. The only thing missing was a clawfoot bathtub. We did, however, have a flat screen TV to keep us connected to the modern world and distracted from thoughts that the house could be haunted. All in all, the place had a lot of character and was a nice change from the typical hotel experience. Take a better look at our room here:
Soon, I'll try to post pictures from our visits to the Wild Animal Park and San Diego Zoo.