We live in the north part of San Diego county. It's a small rural town by California standards. We have property for the boys to run. We're researching chicken coops. Snakes are our neighborhood pets in spring and summer. I never thought of myself as a country girl, but as I listen to the rooster from across the valley crow, I find myself more and more at home with the idea of this being the place that we plant ourselves.
But what I especially love about our location is that we have so much at our travel fingertips. The coast, the mountains, the desert, and the city.
This last week, we embraced the opportunity for a spur of the moment trip to San Diego. We packed our bags and transformed into tourists in our neck of the woods. Fortunately, some friends of ours decided to join in on the fun, too. I love unexpected bonuses.
We spent a day at Sea World before heading back to the hotel.
Once we arrived at the hotel, the kids declared that riding scooters along the tropical grounds, collecting jellyfish along the sandy bay, and swimming at the lagoon pool made it the "best trip ever!"
Don't get me wrong, there were bumps along the way. Kids whined, they fell apart at Sea World over rides, and fought like they do at home. However, the change in scenery seemed to buffer the usual effects of such mood killers.
Hope you enjoyed your Easter and time with your families.