SWEET SAN DIEGO: PART THREE

This is it. The final installment of our San Diego adventure. I hate that it's over; California is my favorite place to visit each summer. I'm pretty sure that I'm actually a mermaid and that I belong next to the ocean, but I haven't been able to convince the mr. to move there yet. And I've tried. For four years. *Sigh* If I ever just disappear, you'll know where to find me...

FRIDAY: DAY FIVE

slept in until 8, then ate donuts for breakfast

took our time getting ready for the day

made lunch, slathered on sunscreen, and loaded the cars (sans mr.'s sister)

3 mile drive to South Mission Beach

boogie boarding, picnic lunch, and sand castle crashing

headed home after a few hours at the beach

mr.'s sister and I drove 12 miles to the Daiso in Clairemont

purchased some MUCH desired Japanese goods

drove back home and chilled

had my mom's local friend over in the evening

BBQ grilled chicken for dinner

card games for the mr., the mr.'s sister, my parents, and myself

SATURDAY: DAY SIX

woke up at 7 and had back & eggs for breakfast

made lunch, slathered on sunscreen, and loaded the cars

drove 15 (!) miles to Silver Strand Beach on Coronado Island

collected shells, made mermaid necklaces, found sand dollars

flirted with the freezing cold water

played at the beach for a few solid hours

drove back home and chilled

had a couple of long-time family friends over in the evening

ate hamburgers & chips for dinner

card games for the mr., the mr.'s sister, and myself

cried myself to sleep since it was the last night

SUNDAY: DAY SEVEN

woke up at 6 and had muffins for breakfast

packed our belongs and cleaned the rental house

parted ways with my parents

drove to the San Diego temple - CLOSED on Sundays

back-tracked to the Mormon Battalion Historic Site

went on the tour and panned for gold

stopped at Mission Bay for an ocean-side picnic lunch

hopped in the car and made the long drive home

And that's it. Our summer vacation is over. I'm not entirely sure we'll get to visit California next summer, either (a completely different idea in the works). But Knott's Berry Farm in two years, so a new adventure to look forward to.