San Diego Week In Review

Get it? Like Washington Week In Review? Oh never mind...

The in-laws were here this pas week. They left yesterday. Tell you what, for pushing 70, they have a lot of dang energy. We drove and walked all week - from SD to Hollywood. Yes, we did end up going to Hollywood and they really liked it. We took a 5.5 hour walking/bus tour that we were almost late for....had 20 minutes to spare. Thank goodness we didn't miss it or they would have been crabby as all get-out. It started at 9:30am so we had to leave at 6:30am to get through traffic. His Dad was worried the whole way up there that we would miss it. If he had his way, we would have left at 5:45am. No way. Being with them that early is bad enough, but there was no way I could handle being with them before the sun was even up. I had one thing I wanted to see. One thing - the Hollywood sign. I don't know why. I just wanted to see it and take a picture of it. I tend to fall asleep on long car rides....so there were are....

"On the right is the Viper Room where River Phoenix died of a drug overdose on Halloween morning in 1993. On the left is the diner where they shot scenes for Pulp Ficton. Ahead is the....."

....zzzzz zzzzz....off to lala land I went. I missed a good chunk of it but that's okay. The very last thing we saw was the Hollywood sign.

"Now look to you right and keep your eyes open or you will miss it! There it is...a good glimpse of it!"

*rolls eyes*

We did go to the outlet mall so his Dad could shop. But the fact was, he shopped the entire week! No matter where we went, he found a shop. Shop, shop, shop. I am so shopped out.

Saturday Greg took them to the swap meet because his Dad suddenly had to have a poncho. A poncho? Why? I have no idea. But he wanted one and we had already been to Old Town on Monday so going back would have been a pain in the ass. They did find one.....red with some kind of cow on it. He tried it on for me when they got back. It looked preposterous. I just smiled and nodded. After the swap meet they went to the Christmas store. Then to the regular mall. I didn't go. I told Greg there was just no way I could shop and walk anymore....I wasn't going. Can't look at another knick-knack, another article of clothing, another San Diego souvenir. I said they should just go without me various times during the week.....I'd be fine. I'd nap. But no....."sometimes we have to do things we don't want to do" Greg would tell me. I can't tell you how much I hate it when he tells me that. But he finally let me off the hook on Saturday.

So the rental car is returned, the folks are back in Indiana, and we are back to the two of us doing our own thing. Feels good. Now we just need a vacation to recover from our vacation with them.