We Live in California - Passport Diaries

“Better come back. Seagulls are eating your stuff,” Chris texted me helpfully from the pool with Isaac. Eloise and I were splashing in the Pacific surf. Seagulls devoured the rest of our dinner and popcorn.

“Was all the driving worth it to get to live here for a few weeks?” I asked Isaac.

“Yes! A-cuz now we can watch the sunset from our BALCONY and look for rainbows over there, AND THE POOL! It is so fun here!” Isaac has been pretty beside himself all day.

The kids got to spend the night in Poway with Grandma and Pa. Chris and I unpacked the car last night in the dark, and woke up to fog, so although we were high-fiving each other over the strip of surf we could hear/see, we had no idea that by noon we’d have a view of Point Loma, the Pacific, and the North Island flight line. And the hotel pool and playground. And breakfast is served outside every morning. Chris and I had coffee in the sand, listening to the breakers, before the kids arrived in our new paradise. On Wednesdays the hotel offers free dinner, too! Today is Wednesday. Lucky us! Happy dance. Happy dance!!

This morning, Chris and I ran by the commissary to get milk and pb&j. The commissary doesn’t open until 10am, it turned out, but FORTUNATELY the exchange next door was open and having a Labor Day clearance sale on all the swim suits. I BOUGHT THEM ALL. Happy dance happy dance!

I am embarrassed to admit I never really understood why people love San Diego. Tonight, Chris and I cheers-ed Paradise Pilsners from the Coronado Brewing Company and watched the last of the sunset before the stars came out. I think I get it now.

WE ARE HAPPY TO BE HERE. There’s even a mini mart in the hotel AND this morning on the playground I ran into a friend I hadn’t seen since Japan. If anyone needs us, you can find us in Coronado. I am quite at my leisure (that’s from the end of Pride and Prejudice).

Home, sweet home!

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