One of the areas I explored in Old Town San Diego was the Victorian village. Old homes from the turn of the century, or slightly older, had been removed from their original location and relocated to a little street. The display of architecture and design was charming and quaint and being able to see about 8 homes in that one little location was delightful.
A commercial management group is in the process of restoring the interiors to create a series of Bed & Breakfast inns. The informational video mentioned they expected to be ready for guests by the end of summer 2011. I guess the money and restoration weren't as fast as they'd liked to have thought. In addition, two or three other old homes in the San Diego area were being considered to join the Village Inn party, but no sight of those yet.
This one was my favorite...I love the look out on the top of the upstairs.
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Friday, July 27, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Base Business
And here, below--right in the middle, just barely above the treeline--is some kind of bomber coming in. There was a sign as you drove to the beach-front parking area that read "Caution: Yield to Low Flying Aircraft". Indeed, they came in low. The landing strip was just the other side of the trees.
And at one point, I heard what sounded like a jet dragster coming to the line. But it wasn't a dragster...it was an actual jet. Brenda said it was an F-16 and that they lift off from there once a day or so too. Seeing as we were just down the freeway from Miramar (the base made famous in the movie Top Gun) it wasn't really a surprise that the "big boys" popped over once in a while. I never got a shot of them, though. But they sure sound cool.
When we stay on the Navy Base, I guess we can't really expect any less.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Beach Bums
Our San Diego trip was an extended family vacation...not that the trip was super long, but as in the family we vacationed with included Grandmama, Aunties, Uncles, cousins and even little Keili--the kids' second cousin.
Ginger-haired cousin Spencer did not utilize the sunscreen the day before...and he was not in top form. But he played hard all day anyway.
Grandmama missed the sunscreen on her face the day before too so she spent the day pretty well covered up, but enjoyed watching the kids frolic in the waves.
Aunties Kathy (left) and Brenda (center) chat while Uncle Joey naps...
Little Miss Keili LOVED the water and waves and sand...and enthusiastically wanted to show her Grandma, our Auntie Lori, everything she was doing.
Of course, that included burying cousin Taylor (in the hat) and her Uncle, our cousin Garett, with the help our darling youngest cousin, Holland.
We BBQ'd on the beach...while the seagulls waited for theirs. Not that much different from our monthly family dinners at Grandmama's ...but for the ocean, the beach, the seagulls, the helicopters, the F-16s...but that story will come later.
If we lived any closer to the beach, I believe I might have trouble with The Boy...who took instantly to the boogie board and tubes and body surfing...a beach bum in the making, right here.
Taylor and Garett were one half of the boy-cousins-crew...who would play out in the waves, then come in and warm up and then go back out into the water for more fun and sun.
Yikes. High school girls...be warned. Beach bum, bronzed, braces-less...babe-a-licious.
And The Girl too, for that matter. She just hates her photo being taken more than he does...she seems perfectly at home on the Southern California coast. Uh-Oh. SDSU, Pepperdine, and others might find their way into her "list". But then, how much studying would she get done, really?!?
Ginger-haired cousin Spencer did not utilize the sunscreen the day before...and he was not in top form. But he played hard all day anyway.
Grandmama missed the sunscreen on her face the day before too so she spent the day pretty well covered up, but enjoyed watching the kids frolic in the waves.
Aunties Kathy (left) and Brenda (center) chat while Uncle Joey naps...
Little Miss Keili LOVED the water and waves and sand...and enthusiastically wanted to show her Grandma, our Auntie Lori, everything she was doing.
Of course, that included burying cousin Taylor (in the hat) and her Uncle, our cousin Garett, with the help our darling youngest cousin, Holland.
We BBQ'd on the beach...while the seagulls waited for theirs. Not that much different from our monthly family dinners at Grandmama's ...but for the ocean, the beach, the seagulls, the helicopters, the F-16s...but that story will come later.
If we lived any closer to the beach, I believe I might have trouble with The Boy...who took instantly to the boogie board and tubes and body surfing...a beach bum in the making, right here.
Taylor and Garett were one half of the boy-cousins-crew...who would play out in the waves, then come in and warm up and then go back out into the water for more fun and sun.
Yikes. High school girls...be warned. Beach bum, bronzed, braces-less...babe-a-licious.
And The Girl too, for that matter. She just hates her photo being taken more than he does...she seems perfectly at home on the Southern California coast. Uh-Oh. SDSU, Pepperdine, and others might find their way into her "list". But then, how much studying would she get done, really?!?
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Review and Preview
On one of our days in San Diego, we stopped to do a little sightseeing in Old Town. One of the stops was the Mormon Battalion museum/visitor's center. It was delightful.
It was well done and very interactive. The sister missionaries were great too--even Sister Rasmussen, from Orem, who was only on her 3rd day on the mission.
It is hard to imagine the physical trials the battalion members faced.
Or the difficulty of their journey.
But I can understand their faith in going and their trust in the Lord to get them through it.
It kind of reminds me of all these darlings....from Trek three years ago.
And Sunday we were told the dates of next summer's stake youth trek...June 13-14-15.
Makes me giddy thinking about it.
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