San Diego

Friday morning, Elvis and Suzy and I hit the road for an overnight trip to San Diego! I can't remember the last time we did an overnight trip just the 3 of us! the first day, we checked out Ocean Beach, ate some good Cali-Mex food (fish tacos and surf and turf burrito with french fries inside), and grabbed some dinner in Little Italy. 

On Saturday, we took advantage of our hotel's pool, then headed to La Jolla Beach, famous for its seals! They were the cutest! And would swim right up near to you with no hesitation. Apparently they often sun on the beach where we played that day, but they mostly stayed in the water, on the rocks, and we watched them catching waves and rolling all around. Watching them wiggle and squirm their way up the rocks in the middle of crashing waves gave me a whole new respect for those animals and makes me wonder why God gave them such tiny little paddle arms and feet.

we hung out in this cove and swam all afternoon

little mermaid

i would want to just take a nap too after all that work trying to get on the rock!

So on the way home, we took a wrong turn and traffic was so bad, we decided to just get on the highway and get off at the next exit and turn around. Traffic was moving about 5 miles per hour, and right when the exit is in sight, BOOM! The Crown Vic behind us slams into us. Awesome. 2 minutes after I asked Elvis what we would do if we had car trouble in this town where we know no one, and it's well over 100 degrees outside. He told me to not say stuff like that or it would be bad luck. Hmm...

Anyway, of course as soon as we stop and start calling the insurance company, Suzy needs to poop. Fortunately, I had the emergency potty in the car, and since traffic was barely moving anyway, I let her go in the back seat in the potty. Of course, a police officer comes up right then, demanding to know why she is out of her car seat. He was not sympathetic to the poopy emergency, and it kinda made me want to show it to him and ask him what he would do. He also asks for our insurance card, which even though our insurance is up to date, they had not sent us a new card so that was expired. Policeman refused to talk to the nice insurance lady on the phone, saying that it could be my sister for all he knew. So now I'm worried that we are going to get two tickets, when the accident wasn't our fault anyway! I think the policeman of steel finally realized that I was on the verge of tears, and wrapped up the accident report and we were on our way, with just a little bumper damage. It's really easy to play the "what-if" game....what if we hadn't made the wrong turn, what if we had stayed at the beach just 5 minutes longer, what if the policeman weren't in such a bad mood.....but in the end, it wasn't as terrible as it could have been. And now we know what to do when you are in an accident, something we had always wondered about here in the US and thankfully up until this point, had not had any experience with.