Home Again, Home Again

Our last day on Coronado was spent at the beach and at the hotel pool. I made this strange volcanic-looking thing while watching the kids run around. J was, as usual, trying not to get sunburned (it didn't work). That's black sand inside and around the rim. It was in the hole that I dug. Pretty neat.

Just 1/2 mile up from the hotel is a great playground that we took the kids to. I think these pictures pretty much sum up their vacation experience.

The next day we checked out, got in the van, and took a detour on the way home. I wanted to get my mom an ostrich egg for her birthday, so we retraced our path to the Wild Animal Park in Escondido to a stand just up the road from the Park that sold fresh ostrich eggs. (More on this later). Trying to get out of that city we had to fill up on gas, take O to the bathroom, and have lunch. In frustration and in answer to S's question of, "When are we going to be out of California?" J answered, "Never!! Aaaah!! We can never leave!" It was a bit frightening. By then J had lost his patience with California drivers, California gas stations that didn't take credit cards, or that actually took your credit card while you filled up with gas, and the Wienershnitzel that we were trying to give our business to but that would only take cash. Once we had lunch and found ourselves on the freeway, though, it was smooth sailing -- a total of 14 hours in the van to get home. The kids did amazingly well. And how nice to collapse into bed at 1AM on Saturday at the end of a fun and memorable vacation!