My sister Julie got married last Friday. It was a beautiful wedding, in the perfect location. We flew out to San Diego on Wednesday. After inheriting the nickname Smoky, Megan getting the nickname Crash, and several other mishaps, the wedding went smoothly. The singing went smoothly even though the mikes didn't really do much, and I think most couldn't hear very well.
Eric golfed very well. I'm really glad he got to go on that outing. He says the next time we go out, he and Mike will go to two different courses a day. Which is fine with me if Julie and I get to shop while they are golfing! :)
Saturday we got to spend relaxing on the beach. My parents had gotten a hotel room with a balcony overlooking the ocean. It was absolutely breathtaking! We spent most of Saturday in the ocean or laying on the beach. Saturday evening we walked to a Padres game (which is only 13 blocks from Julie's place). Eric and I had a lot of fun at that! We walked back home from downtown eating ice cream from Ghirardelli's.
I would go back in a heartbeat. I have many more stories to tell about homeless people, flights, and other things, so if you're curious, feel free to ask! :)
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