We took off this morning, and our airplane landed in San Diego at 12:04pm. It was quite the difference walking off of the plane into the heat and sunshine after we had 3inches of snow in SLC earlier this week.
The plane ride: Kids were CRANKY. We were amazed that they always do so well when we go to the East Coast and it's a 5 hour trip, and yet this trip, barely over an hour, they could not keep it together. The boy and the girl were fighting over the window seat - and by fighting, I mean screeching so loudly that it was impossible not to hear them in every nook and cranny of the airplane. Calvin repeatedly kicked the seat of the lady in front of him, Autumn pulled her hair every time she grabbed the headrest to stabilize herself as she walked on top of Calvin. Yes, we were THAT family this time. It was painful and we were glad to arrive.
The car: mini-van. Calvin was thrilled because it was like Alicia's car (my sister) and he insisted that we strap his seat onto the back row. He loves it.
The hotel: We generally stay at Homewood Suites because they're so kid friendly. The one in San Diego is no different, plus it's 10 minutes from the airport, and 15 minutes from Mission Beach and Sea World. It's quiet and cute and has a pool that the kids love. Not to mention a great view of the ocean, and a full kitchen to store the necessary components for late night chocolate milk. Perfect.
So as soon as we landed, we grabbed our car and luggage, and then went into the city to eat at Baja Fresh. Lame, I know, but it's one of the places we really miss after moving to Utah.
Andy left us for about 20 minutes while he went looking for the car since we couldn't remember where we had parked it. The kids loved it though. They balanced on this window ledge the whole time, and put fingerprints all over the nice clean glass.
Finally we got our car back, we found our hotel, got settled, and hit the pool for an hour.
After a MUCH needed nap for the kids and a really good dinner at a sports bar called Oggi's, we went to the beach. Calvin has been asking for the beach 145 times a day for the last two weeks. Today he asked about 10,000. I'm glad we finally made it there, and that he wasn't disappointed.
After a late night run to Target for diapers and milk, it was fun to sit on the veranda in the cool breeze. Calvin sat there forever just watching "the people doing silly things in the hexagon pool" (couples making out in the hot tub). It's been a good day.