GIRLS TRIP TO SAN DIEGO - AUGUST 25-29

You have to admit that 8 ‘old ladies’ taking a girls trip to San Diego is bound to be fraught with humor. And we had some funny moments.  But there we were. We are all widows ranging in age from 64-85. We have all had difficulties in our lives that have stretched us. And it was my privilege to be invited on this trip to associate with these outstanding women.

We successfully navigated shuttles, airports and a rental van to arrive at a wonderful penthouse on Mission Beach. Unfortunately our 15 passenger van was unwieldy and got scraped going into a very small parking space. After that experience several of us were on hand to guide our driver in and out of that tiny space. We drew numbers for our rooms and I was in a great room with a great roommate. We could look right out over the beach. What fun  it was to see the dolphins and the brown pelicans. And the sunsets were beautiful!

Our windows were open all of the time so we could enjoy the ocean breezes and the roaring waves. I have now set my Alexa to play ocean sounds here at home and I love it.

Although the beach was the main draw we also took some day trips to Seaport Village, a view  from the 40th floor of the Hyatt and a harbor cruise, Old Town, Coronado Island and a quick swing by the beautiful San Diego Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. We ate out once a day with our other meals and snacking from purchases  at the grocery store and a delivered pizza. Of course we had too much food and should have shared our meals when we went out. But all in all the food worked out great. We played some games but mostly we were too tired from our activities to stay up very late.

My plantar fasciitis prevented me from walking on the beach as I love to do. And my blood sugars both high and low caused me to rest and miss some beach and visiting time. I was so grateful for the use of a wheel chair in the airports and for those sweet ladies who pushed me. I am grateful that I am not permanently disabled and confined to a wheel chair. But some good Chaco sandals and some exercises are helping my foot to feel better and I hope I will  soon be back in gear because there is  much I want to do and I have a hard time being productive if I hurt.

It was good to go and good to come back home but it was also bittersweet as I really wanted to share my experiences with Steve who of course is not here. But I am filled with gratitude for this time with new friends and the beauties we experienced.

A great place to eat lunch. Good company and a fantastic view of the beach.

The view from our balcony. It was fun to watch the parade of people passing by. One evening there was even a bicycle parade with the bikes decorated with colored lights.

One view from the 40th floor of the Hyatt

A sailboat in the distance.

Art Installation at the San Diego airport created with taillights. I think it looks like a school of fish.

Our first lunch right by the water's edge!

Just before our harbor cruise. It was hot sitting on the boat in the sun so we chose to not continue for the  2nd hour. Steve would really have enjoyed the ships and planes we saw.