Rachelle in the City: The Waves were Big, The Dead Sea Scrolls were old, Stanford won The Big Game, all is right with the Universe

Rachelle in the City: The Perfect Wave

I looked forward all week to heading to the museum to check out the exhibit on the Dead Sea Scrolls. Thank goodness Geoff has the same interest in learning and discovering otherwise I would have felt bad dragging him to the museum.

As was expected, the exhibit was packed and I had to overcome my desire to push people out of the way so I could actually see. You get to see people's personalities in a whole new light in those situations.

You get the roamers who don't care at all about waiting and just cut in and get a good close look while others look at them with both disgust and envy that they have the guts to do that. Then you have the ones that you always end up somehow standing next to throughout the exhibit who already know it all and are constantly talking about how they already know it all. Don't forget the people that stand forever right in front of the display you are trying to look at while others around them attempt to peer around them to have a look. That could have been me I suppose. I enjoy taking my time in understanding and soaking it all in. Heck, when will I ever be able to see this stuff again?

The idea that I was staring at something that someone had looked at and written 2,000 years ago just amazes me. It was also big confirmation about how many times the Bible has been written and how mistakes can be made by one person who wrote a word wrong, changing the story forever.

Later that afternoon we met up with Avery and her boyfriend at Trophy's where the Stanford Alumni of San Diego were getting together to watch Stanford play Berkeley in football which is otherwise called Big Game.

Big Game was always the most exciting game to go to while I was in college because it was against our rival school, Berkeley. It was pretty cool seeing alumni of all ages wearing their Stanford gear and cheering Stanford on. The funny thing was that no one was interacting with each other. Everyone came with their groups or families, ate and watched the game, and then left. We have fun though and were happy to watch Stanford win and reclaim The Axe from Berkeley. Everything is right in the universe again.

First thing I heard on the radio Wednesday morning was how big the waves were going to be that day. The biggest of the year! Avery and I decided to check out these waves on her lunch break. We ate in Cardiff at this restaurant called Las Olas, which had decent Mexican food (I am biased because I come from a state that has THE best Mexican food in the world, so Mexican food around here will always be just "ok").

We noticed there was tons of people just pulling over to watch the waves with their binoculars. After lunch we found a spot to watch and though I was expecting the waves to be bigger, they were pretty huge sometimes...especially when you got up close and it felt like a monster was coming towards you. The air was thick with the spray from the crashing waves. There were seriously 50 surfers in this area called Swami's waiting for The Perfect Wave. It was fun to watch when surfers caught a wave and expertly and sometimes not so expertly ride it back to shore. San Diego takes their waves and surfing seriously. I wasn't really interested at first but since everyone else was I sort of got into it. So there I am starting to get into San Diego's culture more and more. Who knows, pretty soon you might catch me with my surfboard trying to catch the perfect wave.