I live a charmed life. I'm convinced of it. After spending excessive amounts of time searching for a decently priced hotel in San Diego we came to the conclusion that we would be spending our nights parked in a Walmart parking lot in the buggie. Two hundred dollars for a Motel 6 just didn't seem right. Long story short, Cyn pulled some strings and we ended up crashing at John's condo Friday night and then staying at Lisa's brother's house Saturday night... FREE!
Friday: 1:30 p.m. We arrived at Mission Beach to join the masses of beach goers and immediately scored a front row parking space while the people walking by us have just lugged their coolers across five crowded parking lots and three different intersections. A charmed life, I say.
5:00 p.m. Bill & Maxine invited us to join them for grilling at Ski Beach. After a delicious feast that included homemade ice cream, we hopped in the boat for a sunset cruise around Mission Bay. Who's spoiled?
9:00 p.m. We crashed the party at John's. Perfect way to end the day.
Saturday: Caro called so we met her at Horton's Plaza for breakfast and some shopping. I couldn't believe that it had been 3 1/2 years since I had seen her! BCBG had a fantastic sale going on. Sadly enough, it wasn't fantastic enough for my budget. One day...
With our shopping fix taken care of, we headed for the Fish Market expecting to have to wait at least 30 minutes if we were lucky enough to get a parking spot within a mile of the restaurant, however; being charmed makes things a lot easier. Parking spaces magically appear and restaurant lines disappear. We practically walked into the restaurant without having to stop until we reached our table (outside overlooking the water-glorious!) Caro paid which was ultra-sweet of her. After the delectable meal of smoked fish for me and shrimp & scallops them (eww), we jumped on a rickshaw to SeaPort Village. After a short stint there we said goodbye to Caro and headed back to the car. Here's where the charmed part of my life ends... a parking ticket. Sick.
The beach was calling our name again so we headed to pacific beach with Lisa. Swam, sunned ourselves, and tried to avoid jelly fish. That evening we went to an amazing Indian restaurant in Hillcrest and gorged ourselves unintentionally. That night John bought us tickets to The Comedy Store in La Jolla so we met up with everyone there for a few laughs. (and some yawns too)
Sunday: Farewell to Jeanna which is always my least favorite part of friends being on vacation.
Today is the start of the interpreting insanity. A fabulous combination of a headache and an ear ache have showed up to make the day a bit more challenging. Oh well, life goes on.
Friday: 1:30 p.m. We arrived at Mission Beach to join the masses of beach goers and immediately scored a front row parking space while the people walking by us have just lugged their coolers across five crowded parking lots and three different intersections. A charmed life, I say.
5:00 p.m. Bill & Maxine invited us to join them for grilling at Ski Beach. After a delicious feast that included homemade ice cream, we hopped in the boat for a sunset cruise around Mission Bay. Who's spoiled?
9:00 p.m. We crashed the party at John's. Perfect way to end the day.
Saturday: Caro called so we met her at Horton's Plaza for breakfast and some shopping. I couldn't believe that it had been 3 1/2 years since I had seen her! BCBG had a fantastic sale going on. Sadly enough, it wasn't fantastic enough for my budget. One day...
With our shopping fix taken care of, we headed for the Fish Market expecting to have to wait at least 30 minutes if we were lucky enough to get a parking spot within a mile of the restaurant, however; being charmed makes things a lot easier. Parking spaces magically appear and restaurant lines disappear. We practically walked into the restaurant without having to stop until we reached our table (outside overlooking the water-glorious!) Caro paid which was ultra-sweet of her. After the delectable meal of smoked fish for me and shrimp & scallops them (eww), we jumped on a rickshaw to SeaPort Village. After a short stint there we said goodbye to Caro and headed back to the car. Here's where the charmed part of my life ends... a parking ticket. Sick.
The beach was calling our name again so we headed to pacific beach with Lisa. Swam, sunned ourselves, and tried to avoid jelly fish. That evening we went to an amazing Indian restaurant in Hillcrest and gorged ourselves unintentionally. That night John bought us tickets to The Comedy Store in La Jolla so we met up with everyone there for a few laughs. (and some yawns too)
Sunday: Farewell to Jeanna which is always my least favorite part of friends being on vacation.
Today is the start of the interpreting insanity. A fabulous combination of a headache and an ear ache have showed up to make the day a bit more challenging. Oh well, life goes on.
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