Its beautiful and cold here this morning. Foggy. Katherine says she feels like we are in Scotland. I momentarily feel Scottish.
The flights went well. The kids did well. Having the laptop helped. We watched Mickey and Donald and Goofy on the second flight from Salt Lake City.
Amazingly everything yesterday went smoothly. From making our connection, to claiming our baggage, to picking up our rental car, we cleared each marker effortlessly. Smooth sailing. Gliding. We are a well trimmed sail of a family travelling machine. I swell with pride.
Driving into Half Moon Bay yesterday we passed a taqueria near a bus stop. Surfers and locals were loitering about. I made a Uey. What was I thinking passing a busy taqueria? I ordered tacos for me and a veggie burrito for Katherine. Helen was asleep in the back seat and Harrison was eating some Burger King french fries (his request). I inhaled the food. Everything tasted so fresh. The cilantro, the tomatoes, the beans. We are in food heaven here. I vow to always follow my stomach's instincts on this trip.
That said, we are heading back into town for lunch. I see ceviche and fish tacos in my near future. More later.
Posted by Red Chuck at July 29, 2005 01:02 PMMan I am envious of you and your fish tacos. Remember those lobster tacos in San Diego?
Good Gawd!