Day 3 and Home Again

On the third day of our trip, we finally went to the beach. We got up early, because Dusty wanted to go and see the tide pools, so we had to go at low tide. However, that turned out to be a complete disaster. It was freezing cold, and we couldn't find very many animals, probably because it was winter. Plus, Petra was wearing shorts, and Talia didn't have a wind-breaker, because we forgot it at home. We did buy her a sweatshirt at Pier 39, but it wasn't nearly warm enough to keep up with all of the wind.

So, we got back in the car, and drove into Pacifica, which is where Dusty lived for a time when he was a teenager. We tried to go to a store to buy the girl's some warmer clothes, but it wasn't open yet, so we drove around and Dusty showed us his old house, and his old schools. It was really neat to see one of the places where he grew up. We got Petra some pants and got some brunch, waiting for the sun to come up and warm everything up a bit.

Finally, we got to the beach. It was still really cold, but the girls had a blast playing in the sand. They dug and built sand castles. Dusty and I flew kites. We had these really tiny kites that were only 4 inches wide. They didn't fly terribly well, but it was fun. Still, it was too cold to stay long, and as we were getting ready to go, Petra wet her pants. Got her cleaned up, rinsed sand off as best we could, got into the car, started driving, and Talia threw up all over herself. At this point, we pretty much knew the vacation was over.

However, that evening, we went into the American Fencing Supply Company store. I've never been to an actual fencing store before, and frankly it wasn't all that impressive, however, they also had a bunch of traditional fencing weapons there. They were sooooo cool, with twisted wire bells and things. They were very beautiful.

We went back to Pier 39 to play and eat dinner. There is a bridge over the road from Pier 39 to the parking garage, and as we were leaving, we stood there and watched the sun set over the ocean. Amazing.

We drove home all in one day. YUUUUCKKKK. We started at 7 AM, and drove until 12:30 AM, stopping roughly every 2-4 hours for a few minutes to eat or go to the bathroom. By the time we got to Twin Falls, I was going bonkers. I wanted more than anything to stop at a hotel, but it was only a couple of hours more, and Dusty was desperate to get home. We made it, at any rate.

It was a wonderful trip. I am SO happy that we got to go.