The trip to the Stone Brewery consisited of an hour and a half bus ride, then another shorter bus ride. No, the bus was not shorter, the ride was. Finally a 45 minute walk through an industrial park ...

... brought me to the brewery.

^that tank's not full of it?

OOO here we are!

If this isn't the fanciest place I've ever gone to drink beer, it's definitely a close contender. Mysteriously, my camera's batteries died right at this point, and I didn't have any spares along. Maybe just as well I have no pictures of the brewery tour. But I did manage to squeeze off one more shot, of this spikey tree in Escondido, on the way back to the bus:

The next day, I went to Ocean Beach.