Sometimes I take train trips to catch up on my writing. Riding the rails gets my creative juices flowin’. I appreciate that the “found time” of train travel allows me to slow down a little to relax, reflect, and dig into the subconscious. Journey > destination
For this rail writing trip, I chose a short getaway to San Diego, a destination I haven’t visited in nearly a decade.
I treat myself to these writing getaways in seek of finding the seclusion and isolation that I need to write in uninterrupted peace. In between writing time, I enjoy exploring the town of wherever I am visiting. I chose to stay at this place because it was close to everything, -the train station, local eateries that I wanted to visit, cafes, and some of the touristy spots on my list. Most of the places were walking distance, decent distances especially if wanting to get in some exercise without doing a full-on marathon. So there was definitely less money spent on Uber/Lyft.
I’d pick this place again for the hot summer days. When I stayed, it was a rather chillier day, so going outside to take a shower or use the sink had me shivering a little. But I think it’d be great for the summer. I have to admit that I got a little paranoid about random birds flying over and poopin’ on my head or squirrels randomly just dropping in. But thankfully, none of that happened…just my paranoia and phobia of birds and rodents! It was a liberating feeling to feel the outside air while taking a shower. Again, I’d love to try this experience again in the hot summer months.
Personally, I’d prefer this place for a solo trip. When traveling with others, space is a bit tight for my preference. But it’s just right for just me when solo traveling. The restroom is only steps away from the bed, so that can get uncomfortable when sharing the room with others lol, unless you are truly a liberated pooper or don’t mind others pooping so close to you. But there are other restrooms in the house.
One thing I wished that they had was a small desk or table in the room, if possible to fit. I used some of the pillows on the bed to prop up my laptop to catch up on some work.
When I checked in, the house was dark and felt empty. When checking out, I came across one other fellow traveler. She seemed nice. When sharing an Airbnb house with fellow travelers that I don’t know, I tend to get nervous. But so far, my experiences have been pleasant, with coming across only friendly guests.