Last night in San Diego. Watching MASH again tonight. Funny how vacations can seem like so much work. It's been four days of...
- Indecision - where to eat, what attraction to visit next, what to do
- Unhappy driving - wrong turns, aggressive drivers, gridlock
- Fun! - Sea World today, a walk along Mission Beach, dinner in our room brought in from a too-fancy-for-a-two-year-old Thai restaurant, Coronado yesterday, Gaslamp quarter, good times generally.
- Indulgence - junk food, good food, Starbucks, six big bottles of extraordinary beer coming home with me, several local brews tasted while here.
I guess those are the major themes. Unfortunately weather didn't cooperate for real beachgoing, but we at least touched the water and got sand between our toes.
Lots more detail than this but it's bedtime. Maybe more later or shared in person.
Writing again now in real-time, it's Sunday night in Reno. Back to the chaos. I always have mixed emotions returning from a trip...a bit of home-sweet-home, a bit of sad that the fun is over, a bit of stress from the catch-up that's required. It's worse now because it's back to the home buying/selling stuff that we left behind for a few days. At least the shower's (almost) done downstairs, that's some big progress I'm glad to have (almost) behind us. But where success appears in one place, ugliness rears its head elsewhere - tried to bring the sprinklers online for the season and some minor problems need attention from a professional. Sigh. It's always something.
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