Why do our day trips, specifically to San Diego, never go according to plan?  It’s a curse or something.  We either hit wicked traffic or get lost or can’t find parking or go to the wrong restaurant (twice now).  It’s never just easy.

Whatever.

We still ended up having a nice day, once we got some food in our bellies and some hugs from our families.  Gasp!  Maybe we are just hangry every time we get there!  Note to self: more snacks in the car.

— leapin’ lizards! —
— fillipi’s SAN DIEGO.  we were supposed to meet at fillipi’s CHULA VISTA.  oops — — they meet for the first time, for the last time (spaceballs reference)—
— my pretty cousin —— we also visited Paul’s family.  his favorite uncle was in the hospital —— more italian food and laughs with the cousins —— foggy night! —