Andrew and I spent four days in sunny San Diego visiting my sister Jenny, niece Alyssa and bro-in-law, Jason. We were pretty content to just hang out with the family, but we made sure to do some touristy things.
(you can click on the pics if you really want to enjoy them full-size)
Like the wildlife portion of the zoo, with a special photo caravan tour so we could do things like this:
We visited the Historic Town area, where they have the original San Diego all set up in this lovely recreation of an actual town from the 1800's. It was interesting! I like a bit of history to make me feel connected to a city.
And we visited Little Italy for the farmers market where we had some delicious samples:
And an even more delicious lunch:
We hung out at my sisters house and played a lot of games:
We also wandered around the Gaslamp District:I literally have 800 photos to sort through. I know you probably want to see each and every one, however, it will take me at least a month to find the time to organize them.
The fun was had while on the ground. I nearly died trying to get there....
I had a horrifying flight experience. Read this at your own risk..if you are already afraid of flying, this won't help you.
I flew down on some kind of commuter type plane, with about 50 seats. It looked like this:It felt like a toy plane. I actually paid an extra $25 to have the extra leg room, because I knew it was a small plane, and plane seats are already small, and honestly-I am not small, so none of that equals out to a comfortable 2 hr ride. Extra leg room is a great luxury and totally worth $25.
However...at some point in the plane ride, our plane did this:
Well, maybe not fully like that, but it was definitely a very deep dip and not just normal turbulence. It was like when you are in a car and you find you are dozing off a little and you are driving off the roadway a bit so you swerve really quick to get back on the road.
And people screamed.And then it very quickly did this:
And more people screamed.
And it was like when you are nearly dozing while driving and you swerve to get back on the road and then you swerve again real fast the other direction as you overcompensate trying to get control....
And the lady across the aisle from me yelled at a very loud level: HOLY SHIT!!!!
And nobody laughed or anything at her, because honestly, we all felt like yelling that. It was horrifying. And then we hit some little turbulence that is the normal bump-bump-bump in the air, like your plane is bouncing on a cloud. And then we waited silently, all of us holding our breath, preparing to die. And waiting for our captain to come on the intercom to assure us that we were okay and we were indeed not going to die....but he never did!! He didn't say one word.
So we all just continued to believe we were going to die. Or at least I did. And I'm sure the Holy Shit Lady felt it too. Most horrifying flight in my entire life. Actually, probably the most horrifying experience of my entire life. And before I fly next time, I will most definitely be getting some kind of anxiety medication and will most definitely double the dose before I step onto another plane.
oh-and no more toy planes for me!! Bigger is better!!!