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Cory got a new Christmas ornament for Hanukah, another tradition. This one is glass blown puffer fish with all the spines sticking out. Mi wonder what we will do for a Christmas tree in Mexico?
We knew we would be at the beach for both Turkey day and the start of Hanukah, as they fell together this year. We had asked Busy Graham and Stew Hickman, our trusty house sitters, to ...
I love going to the zoo and San Diego zoo is meant to be the best in the world, so I was pretty excited this morning!! It was only a 15 minute drive from our hotel so we arrived just after it opened! We had been told by a lot of people that because the zoo is so big the best way to see a lot of it is to jump on the bus which drives you the whole way round, so this is what we did first! And we saw every kind of animal you can imagine and were really lucky ...
... corn, yuck, and salted pretzels.
The reptile area was most exciting with the different varieties of Galapagos tortoises, the Japanese alligator, very small by American standards, and the Komodo dragon and his friend. He actually welcomed the keeper and remained still for a head rubbing.
Tired but not hungry we made our way back to the hotel on the late afternoon ...
... re spoilt in Australia, and Adelaide especially, but the enclosures were too small, the facilities were dated, and some of the animals just looked sad. On the up side, there was a baby giraffe, turtles having sex, and a whole bunch of giant tortoises.
After a few hours (not nearly as many as we were expecting to spend), we’d successfully managed to see all of the animals and figured it ...
Amazing… That's what I thought to myself when I first went to San Diego. The sea breeze coming through my hair and the sun beating down on me as I stepped onto the tarmac was surreal. I knew as I saw the deep, blue ocean that I wanted to go back. It was just my parents and I there, and we were driving to my grandpa’s house up Highway Numero Uno (Number One). See, my grandpa lives just south of LA, so it was ...