Wandering Aimlessly

Our hotel in San Diego. It wasn't the highest-quality place in the city, I'm sure, but it served its purpose. And they even let R check in when he arrived, despite the reservation being in my name and under my credit card (and with my AAA discount), so points for them! He'd have otherwise been chillin' in his car for several hours waiting for us to arrive.

That waving figure on the second level walkway is Gen.