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For my days consist mostly of lounging about around the house, yesterday was rather out of the ordinary for it was spent outdoors instead. As early as 10AM (for I usually wake up at that time) I was already out eating breakfast, traditional eggs Benedict and a side of potatoes, at St. Germaine's Cafe. I was with Alvin who had a whole plate of waffles copiously topped with whipped cream, blueberries, sliced bananas, and along with it, too, another plate of potatoes and scrambled eggs.

I wanted to show Alvin the little treasure of a garden Encinitas has, a spiritual garden visited by many. Tourists around the world seem to flock here, as if it is a site for pilgrims of various races. I have seen monks, Buddhists, Hindus, elderly people who wanted, perhaps, enlightenment, contentment, and to find peace, at last, on the remaining days of their lives.

A sign that says 'viewpoint' caught my attention, and I urged Alvin, who seemed to be already running out of breath (for we walked), to climb the stairs; for I was simply curious (for I haven't seen the spot, and I've been wanting to). We ascended the steps that led us to an area that looked like a mini-park. There were few benches scattered among the ground of vivid green, a single tree standing erect and regal with its branches, adorned with proud leaves, spread out widely; casting a shade of sepulchral charm underneath it. About a dozen people were present, savoring the view of the vast ocean. We went to the edge, barricaded by a low white fence, to see for ourselves the full view of the ocean and the misty horizon. Up above here, we saw numerous surfers on their black wetsuits; they resembled like a clan of sea lions massed on one spot, awaiting for a big wave to come. We stayed for couple of minutes, and decided to walk on.

The meditation garden is still its old self, though its own charm, with its myriads of flowers of various species, its greenery, its being situated uphill overlooking the ocean, never cease to amaze me. Alvin, though his first time, was little impressed by it.

I, too, wanted Alvin to see the lagoon situated, still, in Encinitas. Nature will forever be my best companion, for it is simply always there greeting me back cheerfully. Nature is always there to count on, to perpetually serve a motherly embrace, warm and tender, one that is impossible to reject. I am glad, thus, in this lifetime to always have mother nature any time I need her-- when I feel empty, perhaps, when I feel lonely, perhaps, deserted in this world; and mother nature is always there to comfort my hollow disposition.

The walk in the lagoon was just as marvelous as the walk I had in the garden; yet, Alvin, still, was little impressed by it. I concluded by this time that I am more in tuned with nature than him.

We headed back to the house after to do some reading. I ended up taking a half an hour nap in the couch in the living room, while Alvin went on with his studying. We went to E Street Cafe after to do some more studying. We had dinner at Panera's bakery where I had the sesame chicken salad, and Alvin had a combo of half soup and half salad. We went to La Jolla after to see a movie, but since the theater (we were going to see Avatar) was rather crowded, I decided, instead, to see another movie; or go to a different theater. So we went to Fashion Valley to meet Eddie and we ended up seeing 'Nine' which was a disappointment.