So I've been to this park a few times since I live one community away, in the burbs of Rancho Peñasquitos and the park is located right across the street from Wal-Mart and my old favourite fruit stand, the Plow Boys Market (RIP, no thanks to Wal-Mart sucking the life from those who ran it). I normally don't have a reason to stop by the park, but it looked to be an idyllic haven for kids who play soccer and Moms who take their toddlers out to the playground.
I did some homework on this park because I was going to move into the Solara apartments adjacent to the grounds, but plans changed, so in Rancho PQ I stay, and there are plenty of nice, clean parks here to boast about.
Enter the month of February, 2011. I am now a dog owner, and the dog we have is a German Shepherd. She's a puppy, and we take her with us on our errands because she can't be left alone just yet. My favourite Costco is a couple of miles from this park so after doing a Costco run we would stop by the park to run the puppy around, get her some fresh air, etc.
Now enter the nightmare.
We're on the grassy area, and I spot a kidney on the ground. Picture a WTF look on my face and my husbands, as I poke at it with a stick. It's partially decomposed, a greenish black, but it's definitely a kidney. I know my body parts folks, since I've done cadaver dissection and a ton of human anatomy and physiology classes towards my major. It was a small kidney though, not an adult humans' sized one, so I made sure my pup stayed away from it and we left the scene in a hurry. I was half tempted to pick it up with a doggie bag and dispose of it, but then my husband said something to the effect of "crime scene" and "voodoo or Santeria" and so I left it alone.
One week later, we're back in the same park. I make jokes regarding buried bodies and the zombie apocalypse starting at Hilleary Park and as we're walking our pup at the OPPOSITE end of the field, sure enough I happen upon another body organ looking object. We poke at it with a stick, and turn it around, and I swear to the Gods above and all that is holy and divine, it looked like a penis without the foreskin... if the penis belonged to a zombie and was shriveled up in death. It was a tiny one, also bluish black with decay, and maybe about the length and size of my index finger. This one my husband picks up with a bag and disposes of.
So, both of us being creeped the fack out, start to head back towards the car and then I almost stepped on stretched out intestines and a small stomach.
You can't make this shit up guys.
Having traveled throughout some major cities in Southeast Asia and Mexico, I can recognize that those entrails were most likely chicken, the kind you see marinated and grilled on skewers and sold as street food on the dirty streets of Manila or Saigon.
Needless to say, I doubt I'm ever going back to voodoo park central again, and to think that all of this is right smack dab in the middle of redneck Poway, just around the corner from where the Poway Rodeo does their yearly parade. Whodathunk?
And Poway, WTF is going on in that park?
OH EDIT: http://www.nctimes.com/news/local/poway/article_35619bd8-8808-5b59-9dc9-98577c5bbf06.html
Some unidentified dude's body was found hanging there in the very brush where I let my precious pup piddle, and the circumstances surrounding his death are still a mystery.
Again, you can't make this shit up. I bet this park is one of the seven secret portals to the depths of hell. read more