Travel with Tweens and Teens #2
Tacos and Margaritas in Southern California
The Embassy Suites by Hilton turned out to be the perfect spot with an amazing view of the harbour at downtown San Diego. People are saying the weather is unseasonably dry and warm for December, and after the humidity of Brisbane, Australia, our skin doesn't know what to do with itself. I knew very little about San Diego before arriving, other than it has a world famous zoo and neighbours Tijuana, Mexico if you want to go for a day trip. We did neither of these things because we found out there is so much other stuff to do.
First stop was a visit to the USS Midway Museum, a decommissioned naval aircraft carrier, where we walked around like we were Top Gun, checking out all the craft aboard and sitting in the CO's seat on the Bridge.
The next day we drove over to Old Town, the apparent birthplace of California, and a historic village with a strong Mexican flavour. There are plenty of souvenirs to be found in this interesting spot, including Mexican pressed tin and crafted silver, painted pottery and Day of the Dead paraphernalia. The shop assistant was trying her best to smile politely when I found Bundaberg drinks on the shelf and explained we only lived three hours away from the factory in Queensland, Australia.
After such a hot morning, we took a drive up take in the scenery at La Jolla, an upmarket beachside suburb where sea lions sunbathe on the rocks. There was some stress as we tried to find somewhere affordable to eat until we hit upon Taco Bell and again found a slightly bemused assistant when I explained this was our first time eating Taco Bell ever and we were very excited about it. Verdict: food liked by all. Kids keep telling me not to talk so much to random strangers...
After a busy day of sightseeing, hubby and I left the oldest teen in charge at the hotel for an hour and wandered over to the Gas Lamp district. The bars and restaurants were humming, even on this Sunday evening. We sat and enjoyed a drink, framed by screens playing American Football, and pretended we were our pre-children selves. When we returned to our room, the youngest advised that if we had not returned he was going to have our double bed all to himself. Tough luck sunshine!