This is an old haunt of ours from our traveling days. Touristy and fun.
Lainey danced to the live band while we ate lunch.
Jack kept himself busy with the penny presser.
We walked further down into the bay than we had before. The kids were dying to ride on a boat, so I set off in search of our most affordable option.
Lots to see en route.
Coronado Bridge heading over to the island.
You know our walk turned into a lesson of sorts. We learned about the ships and why San Diego is such a large port.
And, we marveled at the sea sculptures. This is their favorite.
We paid our respects to the military memorials.
The U.S.S. Midway fascinated us, as always. Can't wait to take a tour one day.
2 cruise ships were docked. Pretty impressive. And, I've never considered myself a "cruise" person.
We boarded the ferry over to Coronado. $15 total, round trip. Only paid for Carter and me. Jack and Lainey were "3 or under". Yes, he's actually 4. Please, people. Like the 19 year old boy taking tickets had a clue as to what age they were.
Punks on the boat.
New favorite pic. Love those wacky kids.
We learned about imports and exports. Notice the Dole boat. Carter toured the pineapple farms in Hawaii years ago. Not sure if he put it all together, but I tried.
Jack-a-roo. He loves the bridge.
We landed on the island and took a small tour. Coronado only has 13K people most of the time. Such a darling, quaint little place to live.
We studied the sea life and our animal friends living nearby.
And, saw a "princess" getting married.
A storm was rolling in, so the sky was a fabulous range of grays and blues.
Here is the ferry, ready to return us to the mainland.
Kitties came with us.
The three punks played a game of toss with Sassy Kitty. I really shouldn't know all of their names.
We returned to see this iconic statue for the first time. On loan to San Diego and named "Unconditional Surrender", it may not be here for long. Or even now, according to this article.
A brief history, from the article:
On Aug. 14, 1945, Edith Shain was a nursing student working at Doctor's Hospital in New York City when radio networks announced the surrender of the Imperial Forces of Japan.
She recalled later that she made her way to Times Square, and allowed a strange man in a Navy uniform swoop her into his arms.
Photographer Alfred Eisenstadt captured the moment. The photo made a special section of Life magazine, and the scene instantly became part of American history.
Shain kept her identity secret until she wrote a letter to Eisenstadt in the late 1970s, revealing she was the woman in his photo.
He went from this......
Check out this brief video of his performance. Pretty cool. Seaport Village is filled with all sorts of kooky stuff.
Lainey was in awe of "da princess carriage!"
We stopped for ice cream just before we left. Lainey dove right in.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
Such happy kiddos. They keep us entertained for sure!
I'll be back in the bay on Thursday for lunch with my cousin, in town from New Orleans. Can't wait! More to come....