Like a sound you hear that lingers in your ear...
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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We grab coffees en route and eat dry bagels for brekkie, and Elwood eats his lunch for the day and all his snacks in the 1.5 hour journey.
We drive through what is mist, fog, pollution and we thought potentially rain. We cannot decide. It goes from being hot and sunny to overcast and cool in a heartbeat.
We check into our hotel in San Diego before lunch and Elwood is happy to be able to play with his figures. We manage to lure Elwood out the door again by telling him how much his figures will love playing on the beach. He hurries to the car with a bucket of toys and is excited about the beach.
We head to Mission Beach, San Diego and love the journey. Lots of bays, and waterfront parks, it really reminds us of The Spit on the Gold Coast. It is a short journey but the sun manages to disappear completely and it becomes quite grey, cool and windy. This is not what we had in mind!
But to be honest, when we got to the beach – we did not mind about the weather at all. Noah and I ate a picnic lunch on the beach and kept our fingers crossed that the seagulls would leave us alone. Elwood loved being on the beach and got stuck into rescue games with his figures. It was freezing on the beach, I had a to rug up, but the fellas did not seem to notice / mind. We were treated to witnessing the vigorous exercise routine and a man in a white Lycra all-in-one leotard - now, you don’t see that every day. At one point white-lycra-man was doing handsets in the middle of a walkway and people had to walk around him. He was also very enthusiastic about the lunge.
With this in mind, we decided to leave and take a drive north to some more beaches. On the way to Jolla Beach we admired some gorgeous homes with amazing views. Elwood was keen for more of a run so we find the best tree-climbing trees for Woody and some green space for him to razz about in
We wanted to have a look at downtown San Diego so we jumped in the car and headed down town. Well, we both loved the city straight away. It is super cool. We would have loved to stayed and play in the area, but Master 3 needed an ice lolly quite urgently, apparently. So we are on an ice lolly mission.
And then the sun appears momentarily, and quick as a flash, we want to be back at the beach. I am a dab hand at the sat nav these days so we find a beach, Coronado, which is not far. So we cross an amazing bridge to Coronado, just as the sun starts to disappear. We are mid-bridge, we have committed to this now, so we keep going.
Believe it or not, we are at the beach and we struggle to find somewhere to buy an ice lolly. We ponder this anomaly whilst sitting in the car. Whilst doing a bit of people watching, we notice that everyone looks very healthy, are wearing sporting attire, and are mostly doing something sporty. There are also an abundance of healthy glows and swishy hair
Unphased by the glowing good health we are faced with, we step our search up a gear, and start looking for ice cream. After lots and lots of searching we find some. We have earnt this ice cream now, so we all have one, not just Elwood.
We glimpse the beach and sort of see a bit of sun (but not really) and decide given that our ice creams were $11, we should just focus on them for the time being. So we sit in the car and eat and watch other people exercise (in a non pervy way).
We contemplate going to a park with Woody, but frankly he is a bit crazy after that ice-cream so we decide to leave him in his car seat and head back to our hotel. We want to miss rush hour as San Diego traffic has proved a bit more of a challenge than good, ole route 66.
We had a lovely dinner with Elwood, he wore his super hero sunglasses and talked very seriously about all the rescue missions he has been on. He is now carrying a phone with him so he is contactable in all these emergencies, so he is often seen speaking into a small plastic cowboy hat (which doubles as his phone).
We spend the evening planning tomorrow, and attempting to plan the following two legs of our adventure – but we fail at this. I am hoping tomorrow will bring with it a clear head for working out what next. I am also hoping our 'hotel neighbours’ manage to resolve their problems soon. She has locked him out and does not seem to be backing down.
So, I bid you good night for San Diego.