Culture Shock In Green California, Where Even Homeless People Drink Craft Beer

"They've been eating sushi and using chopsticks almost since they were babies," she explained. "The trick is to tie them together with rubber bands for them to practice."

My son, James, is such a bad eater that he actually nibbles around the exterior of McDonald's chicken nuggets so as to avoid eating the stuff that is supposed to resemble chicken in the middle. If we can't find pasta, pizza, mac-n-cheese, grilled cheese, McDonald's or peanut butter, my kids are in trouble, but these kids eat sushi for God's sakes?

In Laguna Beach, we had dinner at a fast food Mexican place called La Sirena Grill and when I asked the cashier why the food was so good, I got another dose of eco-California.

"Everything is all natural," he said. "The fish is wild, sustainably caught. The mixed greens and the rice and beans are all organic. The meats are humanely raised and even these containers are made out of corn."

We stayed at my brother's home in North County and noticed that he has three cans for different types of garbage and recycling provided by the city. And if you're anywhere near the Pacific, you'll see legions of surfers, cyclists using bike lanes and nary an overweight person in sight. (Although there are a startling number of people in this state who supposedly need medicinal marijuana for various health problems!) Chain restaurants in California are required to display the calorie count next to menu items and many other restaurants do so as well.

In San Diego, our hotel encouraged us not just to keep our same sheets and towels but also to decline housekeeping altogether. And in a La Jolla cupcakery (organic, of course), we encountered an eco-friendly waterless toilet. Is it any wonder that 7 of the country's top 30 greenest cities are in California?

And if you're looking for a psychic, a tarot card reading or some kind of eastern style wisdom seeking, California is certainly the place for you. In Encinitas, I saw this enormous complex with golden domes (see photo) and a sign advertising "Self Realization Fellowship" and thought, only in California.

One of the other things a traveler can't help but notice in California is that there are homeless people everywhere. A 2011 study by the National Alliance to End Homelessness put the total population of homeless in California at 135, 928, while other estimates put the figure at closer to 200,000.

As a traveler who covers a lot of ground on foot, I've encountered dozens of homeless persons every day so far in my travels around Southern California and it isn't possible to help them all. Southern California's mild climate makes it about as good a place as any for homeless people in the United States but it's hard to know if most of the homeless here are native Californians, people who moved here on a wing and a prayer to follow a dream that didn't work out, or people who were already homeless and moved here to take advantage of the warm climate.

Whatever the case may be, at least some of them apparently still retain their good taste in beer. I saw a young, heavily tattooed and pierced homeless man drinking early in the morning in San Diego's Gaslamp Quarter and at first I thought he was drinking some kind of cheap 40-ounce beer. But upon closer inspection, it appeared to be a 22-ounce bottle of Rogue's Dead Guy Ale.

Along that same brighter culture shock angle, it's practically illegal to drink Bud Light or other bland, mass-produced beers in San Diego and other parts of Southern California. In hipster circles around the country these days, it's socially acceptable to drink either very, very bad cheap beer, like PBR or Old Style, or craft beer, but certainly not Bud, Miller and the like. There might be people drinking bad beer in San Diego, but I certainly haven't noticed them.

Last night in San Diego, I was in the mood for some good beer, so I did a quick Google search of brewpubs in the area and found that there were at least 32 to choose from. It's no wonder that Men's Journal named San Diego the best beer town in America. I ended up at the Coronado Brewing Company, which serves up a pretty damn good English Brown Ale, but the dizzying selection of places almost had me feeling nostalgic for the days when cities had just a handful of places to drink good beer and it wasn't so hard to figure out where the hell to go.

[Photo credits: Dave Seminara, eyeliam and Darin Barry on Flickr]