Balboa Park is again the scene of the anniversary of Earth Day on Sunday. Over 60, 000 will flood this stage for food, frolic and music. You will have to pay for food but not for the entertainment. So pack a bag with chips, sandwiches, and plenty of water. Bands will play throughout the Park.
Again, only fools drive into the city. The smart ones will park their cars at the many commuter stations for free and take the Coaster train into the Santa Fe Station. The #7 bus does not run Sunday on Broadway but the two Trolley's do. The Red and Blue Line Trolley's are a block from San Diego's train station. They both run east to City College where you should get off and walk up the hill to the Mecca of all Parks, Balboa.
And don't let the colors fool you. Just because all trains are colored red, don't believe it. Some dead beats in the city were color blind. The trains will probably run every 15 minutes and thank God the Padres left town or there would be a quagmire of people. Remember not to drive into the City. Begin your trip at the crack of dawn to avoid the freeway parking lots.
"Oh, you can't make it. Why not try the first weekend in May. It is the Cinco De Mayo so pack up and do the same. It will be held at Old Town where you can become a fun loving Mexican for the day. You can watch the grape vines and their new grapes grow. Figs are in season too early also. And don't forget the last of the locquats. There will be plenty of singing, dancing, drinking and who-knows-what-else?
Yesterday I had the time of my life, first at the Balboa Park Bay Club. Steve made me play their Steinway and afterwards, I decided to remain and see what little darlings might be mine today. I danced the afternoon away and it proved my dancing lessons had provided me with new moves for an old dancer.
I asked Dotty for a dance. She makes a stick look fat, but she is as light as a feather. During our slow two step we danced with our mouths.
"Well George, I am still dating him. He sends me flowers, cards almost every day." Is he the fifty year old? "Yes, but he is really fifty five. And he loves to go dancing. He never lets me out of his sight." Does he excite you? "Not at first, but I am getting used to his mustache and beard." Dotty will you marry me? "Next year George, next year."
It was getting late and I attempted to leave until Miss Prim asked me for a Polka. We began to jump around and I could not get over how Miss Prim felt in my arms. . She was as tall as me, but could not look squarely at me in the face. Miss Prim and Proper lives in La Jolla and putting a smile on her face had been fruitless, until today.
"Why Miss I caught you smiling. Here is my new card. Call me if you need an escort. I come with high credentials and play a mean piano." Miss Prim wished for another later and I told her one only, I needed to get home a meet Sam, the Taxi man. He is the guy whose heart operation was a success. I had to be back at the 'Y' at four o'clock.
Just as I was leaving the ballroom, Miss Lipstick attacked me. Please don't forget. I wish to do the Cowboy Two Step with you at Coyote's off the Five. I left and drove to Old Town's free parking lot. M. Green Line took me home. Sam, the Taxi man picked me up in his reconditioned 1980 Old's. Sam was excited. He survived three operations and now wanted me to go into one with him.
He drove to the Balboa exit off of the Five Freeway. He wished to wow me with a new restaurant. Sam lives for Salmon, the wild kind. We sent one mile east on Balboa until we saw the North Park Produce Market, buttressed next to a Goodwill store.
"What is that over there? Is it only thirteen for that big slice of Salmon?"
We ordered one, since this two pounds of salmon was enough for two. Along with it came rice, potatoes, and fig leaves. We dug in and frolicked in the fish. We then crossed the street since I was tired. I still needed to meet Gladys at the Lucky Star Ballroom off of College Blvd. (Not finished.)
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