We got her tickets first. It was pretty funny because for a couple days my Mom was going to San Diego all by herself. Then Dru got her tickets, and then I got mine to match theirs as much as possible.
After telling her (I think it was around mid-March), we then had to wait for a bit before the trip. Long wait, I tell you.
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BUT Dru and Mom got in fine! Phew! They went to the hotel, had dinner, and picked me up at the airport. We went back to the hotel and slept.
Friday morning I woke up with my Mom ( 7 am) and we went outside, read our books, and enjoyed the view.
Dru (finally) got up, we went searching for coffee (ha!), went to Starbucks and Einstein Brothers for breakfast, went back to the hotel and sat by the pool.
After that, we decided to check out the beach near where we were staying - just south of Pacific Beach. Parked the car and walked the beach. The beaches of California were so different than in Florida. You don't really realize it until you go to both in the same week. There were so many more people around walking, sunbathing, surfing. It's incredible.
After awhile there exploring (and eating), we ended up going back to the hotel for a bit and then to dinner in Old Town. I really wanted to go there to get a present for my friend Suzanne's birthday the next weekend (blog to come), as well as going there to drink margaritas. We had the best happy hour ever - spent like $30. Nice.
And then we went back to the beach trying to find a sunset, but the clouds were in the way. Went 'home' and slept! Not a bad day.
2 comments:
oh, del, the look on your mom's face when she's drinking the margarita? the one where the straw is in her mouth?
I have seen YOU make that exactly face many, many times. And your eyes sparkle in the same way when you do it.
pretty awesome.
and I love love LOVE La Jolla. That place restored my faith in humanity. no joke.
looks like you had a great time!
@ care - yes, yes. we do a many things a like. scary, actually!
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