The morning after our improvised night staying at Jimmy's place, Dylan woke us all up early -- again -- to take in the sunrise from the beach house. Honestly, the only reason why I got up was because Dylan and Jacob agreed to let me drag them to the Blu Jam Cafe to have their award-winning "Crunchy French Toast." I may or may not have lied and told Dylan there were vegan options -- despite not actually knowing whether or not there were any at all. (Hey, it worked out...)
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| Blu Jam Cafe's famous Crunchy French Toast |
After the deliciously fulfilling breakfast, it was time to head off to our last stops in San Diego. Jacob's driving was slightly more crazy eccentric than normal, and Dylan blamed it on the high-carb and sugar-filled breakfast. (I still regret nothing.) It was my turn to choose our music, but I was not all that keen to the prospect of sharing the undiscovered and underground artists of my more personalized playlists. I was content to just constantly retune the radio to whatever station we were in the broadcasting range of.
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