Wednesday, June 3, 2009

San Diego Vacation Part 7

We didn't take any pictures on our way back home, but that doesn't mean that we didn't have a good time!

We started off our Saturday by going for a swim one last time as a family. Once that was done, it was time to get cleaned up, packed up, eat breakfast, and checked out by noon. At 1:00 PM, we were finally leaving the resort. *grin* After stopping for some gas (silly Costco pump only filled us up to about 3/4 tank, though), we headed back toward Las Vegas. Since we had eaten so late and brought leftovers with us, we hoped to be able to make it to Las Vegas without stopping to eat. Since we had forgotten to enforce bathroom trips before leaving in our rush, we stopped after a few hours to truly top off the tank, get some snacks, and hit the bathrooms. It was only a 10 minute stop, though, so that was nice.

One exciting moment came as we were driving on a section of I-215 in the right hand lane, about 100 feet behind a jeep pulling a trailer that was just in front of a semi. Suddenly, the jeep and trailer started fishtailing back and forth, with each swerve getting larger and larger. The semi, ourselves, and all the traffic behind us started slowing down sharply as we watched the jeep eventually swerve off the left of the road into the median, continue to fishtail, and finally come to a stop completely perpendicular to the direction of travel, blocking both lanes of traffic. It quickly moved to the right shoulder so the driver could check his vehicles. He waved us on to show that he was okay. It was amazing that no one was hit by another vehicle and that everyone drove away safely.

The kids hardly noticed the excitement as they variously slept, watched movies on the laptop, read books, and snacked. We were able to travel to Las Vegas without any other excitement and arrive shortly before sun down. The kids were glad to see my wife's aunt, uncle, and their rabbit again.

That night we ate a lovely casserole, got the kids to bed, and looked up a place to go to church the next day. We also listened to the party going on at the Cuban restaurant right behind the house, with our room being the closest to it. We were tired enough that we fell asleep anyway, although my wife was struggling as she had been getting hit by allergies all day.

On Sunday, we tried to make my wife feel extra special for her birthday as we got up and ready to go to church. This time, we arrived at the normal meetings and were greeted quite warmly. In fact, when we told people where we were from, we were surprised at how many people were familiar with our little corner of the world - it seemed like nearly half the people we talked to knew the town we live in from having passed through at some point. The kids enjoyed making new friends in the Primary classes, and we enjoyed feeling the joys of our worship services.

We returned to the house for a pizza and birthday cake party that my wife's aunt had planned for her. We all had a nice time together, and many of us napped or watched a movie for a while afterward. We finished the day by being treated to my one of my wife's favorite meals, prime rib, which her aunt had asked me about several times in preparation for the day. We were all able to enjoy the benefits of her birthday, and if you really think about it, we do that every day. She is a wonderful woman, and I'm the luckiest man in the world to have her.

On Monday, we got away pretty early to allow my wife's aunt and uncle to get on the road for their own vacation. We had breakfast at IHOP as a last hurrah, and we again traveled safely with only one stop for gas and a bathroom break before arriving home a little after 4:00 PM. We did a little unpacking and had some dinner and just generally tried to relax to the fullest before the normal routine began again the next day.

Vacation. It was AWESOME!

2 comments:

cindyc said...

I enjoyed reading about your vacation! Thanks for taking the time to write!

Joseph said...

I should probably thank you for taking the time to read it. I was pretty long winded. However, I also understand even better why Book of Mormon writers often said, "And the hundredth part of our doings cannot be written..."