I really, really wanted our trip to San Diego to be one that we came home talking about what a good time we had, how cool San Diego was and feeling ready to welcome Summer in the PNW. As much as I hate to admit it, San Diego just wasn’t anything except blah. Maggie and I both got sick and we learned that June Gloom (as the local SD residents call it) means that cover-ups are necessary. After a few nights of nursing fevers, both mine and Maggie’s, we were all but ready to just be home. And I LOVE vacation, so just wanting to be home speaks volumes for how gross we felt. The pictures we got, however, make it seem like we were busy bees and did tons of fun stuff, which we did…but there was puke, fevers and a general low-energy feeling. How’s that for negative? If you ignore this paragraph and the photo with SD by the numbers, you can imagine a fun-filled week instead.
Cute pics, and holy Big Fish!!
Bummer to be so sick on vacay. But…holy old fish! Did it come from Noah’s ark?
I’ll just look at the bottom photos and say, “Wow! Looks like you had a fabulous time!”
Becca