We went to San Diego for the 4th of July weekend, which was just about as perfect as a weekend can be. (Except for the coming home to a broken air conditioner/100 degree house, but let's just not.)
We got off work early on Wednesday and started the drive west. The drive went surprisingly well, with June humming songs to herself most of the way. She only fussed for a bit while she fell asleep, then slept until we got to the hotel. We stayed at the Grand Hyatt downtown, right on the marina.
When we got to our room, we could see half of our view of the city lights of San Diego, which was cool. But waking up to this (other half) view was the show stopper.
Every morning June sat on the little couch in front of these windows and ate a yogurt while we got ready.
We got to spend some time with our friends Russell and Alexa, who are newly engaged and always such wonderful company. June was smitten with Russell, especially after he helped her eat her ice cream.
She had more mixed emotions with their dog, Optimus. He is a sweet, affectionate dog, but he's big. And enthusiastic. And just wanted to give her kisses, which she did not want. Add in a couple of loud barks and June was clutching me on the couch while she muttered "no kisses," over and over again. (Is it bad that I enjoyed those cuddles so much?)
One evening we walked around the Gaslamp Quarter and had dinner and ice cream. It was such a nice time, walking around, enjoying the weather and holding hands with our squirmy, ice-cream fueled girl.
We got to stop by Uncle Sam on the way home. This guy was just across the street from our hotel, so we passed him every time we were on our way in or out. June fell deeply, madly in love. "Uncle Sam! Uncle Sammy!" she would cry out. "I can't see his face!"
So we finally got to walk up to him (and touch his foot!) and June was star struck. We had to force her to turn around for this picture because she just wanted to stare up at him the whole time. (She's very patriotic.)
We also wandered around the Seaport Village on the water, fed birds in the marina park, drove around Coronado Island and watched fireworks from a beach in Point Loma. (Let's not talk about the traffic on the drive back to the hotel. It took us twenty minutes to get there. It took us 2.5 hours to get home. I don't even.)
It was a perfect trip. And I haven't even gotten started on the beach and Sea World! (More posts to come!)