Connor and I left on Thursday, June 17th. We had to drive to Omaha, as we were flying Southwest to San Diego with layovers in Denver on our way out and Phoenix on our way back. Getting there was pretty uneventful. Flights were smooth and Connor and I spent our time in the air watching a movie on our DVD player. We didn't get into San Diego until 10:30 at night and we had a 45 minute drive ahead of us after arriving. I knew I would be tired, but excited to see Kim and Newton again.
Kim and Newton were there waiting for us as we came out of the gates and we went to the baggage claim area where we found that Connor's bag didn't make it to San Diego with us. We dealt with the paperwork we needed to in order to have the bag delivered to us as soon as it arrived, but poor Connor had no clothes.
Once we got to Fallbrook, we ended up staying up until about 1:00 before hitting the sack. We had a big day ahead of us.
Friday - June 18th
We needed to pick up our rental car at the Carlsbad airport by 11:00, so Newton, Kim and I took off to get it. We left the kids at home (Kim's kids are 20 and 15 respectively) and Connor was still sleeping (I knew it would catch up with him).
I ended up upgrading to the next level of car and got a really cute blue Toyota Camry to drive around. Back to Fallbrook we went to pick up the kids and head down to the San Diego beaches.
First stop was LaJolla. A little village I know well. Besides living just south of it in Pacific Beach, I also spent a year at school here and Fred and I used to spend time here as a couple......shopping, dining, walking around the cove, watching the sun set over the ocean at Scripp's.
We walked along Prospect Avenue looking at in all the shops before heading down to the water to see LaJolla Cove.
Ocean view from Prospect Avenue
La Valencia Hotel in LaJolla
My Kid and Kim's Kid
The Kid at the Cove
LaJolla Cove is world famous for it rocky outcroppings and the seals that like to call it home. Here's a few pictures.
I could watch the seals all day -
After playing in LaJolla for a few hours, we decided to head south to Pacific Beach/Mission Beach and find someplace to have lunch. Pacific Beach is where I lived both as a single girl and then once I had met Fred, he and I had an apartment just around the corner from Mission Bay.
More late.....
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