San Diego summer was a long time coming. Hopelessly far from the farmlands of western Pennsylvania where I just graduated from college and even farther from the woods of New Hampshire where I grew up. I had visions of waves, beaches and riding killer whales. So it turns out Mira Mesa has none of the above. No waves, no beaches and no killer whales to ride.

With only a 10 speed bike for transportation it's going to be an interesting summer. Mira Mesa Blvd, also known as Fast Food Blvd, is where I've been making my first few friends. Cruising along on my 70's Japanese road bike many amigos have waved passionately, yelled, and even honked encouragement as I've embraced my summer home.

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10speeds June 24, 2008 @ 9:16 a.m.

Glad to see Jack in the Box has survived the development phase! I can hardly imagine no traffic on Mira Mesa BLVD, no more cars accelerating toward red lights and buses pulling up too close to the curb.

We still play cowboys and indians in the canyon but I haven't found any artifacts yet, I'll keep you posted. Thanks for reading!


Josh Board June 23, 2008 @ 11:18 a.m.

Hey...when I grew up in Mira Mesa in the 70s and early 80s, I'd ride my 10-speed down Mira Mesa Blvd, and the only thing there was the high school, post office, one fast food place (which was Jack in the Box, if you made it that far down the Blvd.) and NO TRAFFIC, which was so much more convenient.

I rememeber when they extended the Blvd. to go to Sorrento Valley, all the way to the 805. They'd find Indian artifacts in the canyons I used to play cowboys and indians in.


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