|I did not wear a sombrero on my vacation, but I did eat Mexican food.|
Something to listen to. Rocket From The Crypt is my favorite San Diego band.
Anyways, I lived all my life in San Diego County until moving up to Portland a few years ago. My fiancée's family planned to converge in San Diego for their annual family reunion. Sensing a great opportunity for our families to become more familiar with each other, I suggested to my family to have our annual meeting also in San Diego around the same time. The idea took off, and a few months later, there we all were.
Our first night was in La Jolla. That's a pretty fancy (expensive) part of town near the beach. It was Friday afternoon, so driving and parking was crazy, but the lady and I eventually got to the hotel. We had a nice snack and sampled some excellent beers during happy hour at Karl Strauss, just a few blocks' walk from the hotel (We are both fans of quality beer.)
Then it was off to my aunt's house for a dinner with the family. She just recently moved into a sweet-ass house with her boyfriend. To get into the house, you walk over a bridge over a pool. Sweet-ass. Huge place with a great view.
|That's the bridge on the left.|
Then Saturday we headed over to a place my girl's family was renting in Mission Beach. It was a nice place just a block from the beach. That evening my family met up for dinner at a fancy pasta place called Piatti. Again, parking was tricky, as weekends on the coast are pretty packed. But yeah, in the end, that was a nice time.
|Give me a crayon and a paper tablecloth, and I will draw something like this.|
Then we had to say our goodbyes and race to my family partnership meeting that was scheduled for 3pm. But luckily the rest of the family was late too, so no harm done. After that, my family and my fiancée's family all got together at a pizza place called Fillipi's (I don't know why I'm hyperlinking these restaurants.. I guess just in case anyone is interested in checking out the menu or something.) In total, there were 25 in our party, I think, spread out over 3 tables near the back of the restaurant. It's always hard to get a good "mingling environment" for so many people in a dinning situation like that, but I think it went pretty well. Luckily, both our families are good people and easy to get along with.
After the big dinner, we said our farewells to my side of the family. Monday was spent with Beth's side. About half our group went to Stone Brewing Company in Escondido for a tasty lunch and entertaining tour of the brewery.
Four people crammed into the backseat meant for 3 on a hot summer day for 45 minutes was not the best experience, but once we got there, the trip was very much worth it. I definitely recommend the tour to anyone finding themselves in northern SD who appreciates craft beer (if your speed is more of Coors/Bud/Miller, you might be offended). My future mother-in-law even bought us nice hoodies from the gift shop as a souvenir for our visit.
Then Tuesday, we all had a nice Mexican food lunch at Coyote Cafe in Old Town, then off to the airport for our flight home.
I should note that there were a few "hanging out on the beach" times mixed in, as well as plenty of beer and fine wine in the evenings. Good times, for sure. While I lived in San Diego County for most of my life, I grew up in the East County and I didn't make it out to the beach areas that much. So it was a weird mix of being a trip to someplace I hadn't really been to before, and a homecoming. It was great to see my family again, to get better acquainted with my fiancée's extended family, and to see some old friends again. I'm happy to say I didn't get sunburned and only puked one night. Go me!
|I did not go surfing on my vacation, but I did walk in the ocean a bit.|
|I did not lie in a hammock on my vacation, but I did play a little guitar.|