When on a Mileage Run, one must partake of as much culture as time allows and eat as the natives eat. In San Diego (and anywhere along the West Coast, for that matter) that might mean indulging in that...

I still remember the first time I came to San Diego in February 2003. Our plane flew low over the San Diego harbour, and a few minutes later we burst out of the terminal into the sweet sea air....

Just before noon I found myself standing in the Pacific Ocean surf, choking uncontrollably on salt water. My friend, Jason, laughed and suggested I turn around quickly because a bigger wave was coming. The unappetizing taste of the water...

It's close enough to LAX you could catch a cab here on a long layover. This small Mom & Pop restaurant serves up reasonably priced seafood with an Asian flair. For dinner, my King Salmon ran $11.95. You'll even...

Let's debunk a myth. Traveling for business is not the cat's meow. In fact, sometimes, it can be a fat, hairy furball. Allow me this example: Here I am, sitting on the deck of a four-star loft hotel overlooking...

It happens often on rental shuttles in international airports. There you sit, sharing space with people from just about everywhere elsewhere. Yesterday at LAX, it was a few Parisians who looked like they had just stumbled out of a bar,...