Having lived in Oceanside for most of my childhood, the Oceanside pier is one of the mostly oddly nostalgic places for me in San Diego. I remember spending hours walking up and down the boarded pier with my parents, who would sometimes come here to go fishing. Those were the days.
But during the peak of my adolescence, I came here too. My good friends Olivia and Juli joined me on the bus from Encinitas on one mid-August day, just to explore a different town about 10 miles away from our homes, and to cure the insatiable boredom that always comes near the end of a long, eventful summer.
Hopping off the 101 bus, we wandered around downtown Oceanside for a few minutes, before deciding that Ruby’s on the pier was the best decision we could make that day, and embarked on a mission to reach the end of the pier and get the fries and shakes that would make that day something to brag about.
We walked down the 3/4 of a mile stretch of the pier, laughing about old times and dreaming up new ones.
We found a man with an amazing giant bubble wand, and I couldn’t help but pull out my disposable camera to snap this picture:
I promise it was much cooler in real life.
We messed with pelicans (very humanely of course) but soon got a little afraid of their aggressive tendencies.
When we finally got to Ruby’s we were greeted by a not so welcoming host who told us we had to be wearing shoes to enter…which we weren’t.
But we were determined to get our fix.
So we sprinted back to a small store on the pier (which was not a pleasant jog considering we were barefoot on a wooden pier and you know, splinters), bought the most flimsy flip flops we could find, and sprinted back to Ruby’s, snagging a great seat with a gorgeous view of the pacific.
Once we were filled past our limits with parm fries and shakes, we embarked back towards the bus stop as the sun began to set, giving us this incredible view:
It was one of the most strangely peaceful and relaxing days I’ve had, and I would go back to the pier to just feel that nostalgic peace and ocean breeze any day.
I hope you enjoyed this little nostalgic trip and all of my film photos. I sure know I have.