Last night we pulled into San Diego's Mission Bay RV park with our little Coyote trailer. Since Thanksgiving Day when I landed at Ontario Airport, we've been seeing people we haven't seen in some cases for years. I've decided the best way to renew acquaintances is over turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie. However the combination of jet lag and overindulgence for three days has made my eyes spastic, so I was glad to start back on my eating regimine of two split peas and three ice cubes a day. Vision is clearing up, thankfully.
We left oldies in the CD player all night and drowsed from five p.m. till this morning at six a.m. A truly irresponsible vacation has started! Today we're going to visit cousins we haven't seen in many years. They've been hanging around town after the big family reunion Thanksgiving my family has every year. Since I couldn't get an earlier flight into the city after canceling the first one because my mom fell, I unfortunately missed that celebration. However, not short of family from the other side (the dark side?) we still saw about forty relatives and non relatives in Riverside (near Ontario, California).
This morning we drove out to Rosecrans National Cemetery at Point Loma, high above the Pacific Ocean, and watched destroyers and submarines make their way out of the San Diego Harbor below us. A spectacular view. We did take pictures and after I figure out how to do it, will put a couple of them here. It's impossible to describe the poignancy to see the hundreds of thousands of graves in a national cemetery.
We saw my cousins this afternoon and relived some old stories of the sort only families can tell--who looks like whom as they age, what the kids from the fourth generation are doing and remember when's in abundance.
Tonight we're listening to Charlie Rich do his croon thing and catching up on such things as email and blogging. It's cozy and romantic in the belly of the Coyote after having real true Mexican food for dinner. The sun is mirrored in the glass architecture on it's way into the sea. The San Diego Skyline is lit up like any big city, but is exacerbated by the reflection across the harbor. Picture Lake Lanier times 500.
I'll catch y'all tomorrow. Maybe my jetlag will let me stay up till 7 p.m. tomorrow!