The hotel I’m staying at faces Highway 101. This being California, I expected to need to drive everywhere, but there turns out to be an excellent sidewalk running alongside the highway for most of the length of Solana Beach. The trail runs between 101 and the Amtrak line, but manages to feel safe and pleasant. It’s beautifully xeriscaped and has stanchions* between the walkway and traffic. I could maybe stand to live in a car-oriented development if there were more of these.
Of course, I was less impressed when I turned off the path and discovered that there were no other sidewalks in that part of town, at all.
* I just learned this word from TV and am probably using it wrong.
