I thought I better let you know we’re still ok. Hoppy is
forcing a second gin on me so the lucid window is rapidly closing. The free day
at San Diego was well planned and anticipated a month before we got there. We
were going to Salton Sea. Google it and you will see it’s a bit spooky and
totally out of the norm verging on the super norm. We had a card confirming a
car would be delivered at 8am on Thursday morning so we were all waiting in
anxious anticipation at 7.45 that day, BUT no car turned up. We rang the office
which didn’t open til 9 am so we canned the trip. It would take a good 8 or 9
hours so time would be against us. GRUMP GRUMP GRUMP. I’m not good at a change
of arrangements. We did manage an enjoyable alternative on the “hop on- hop
off” bus. The drivers/actors/DJs were excellent. We had
a nice breakfast at Seaport on the water front and then visited Little Italy
where we found a cute little restaurant and the most beautiful bread on earth.
That took up the rest of the day.
The last playing day dawned,
cool to warming. It turned out pretty good. We won all but one of our
games I reckon and I don’t think I embarrassed myself too much. I was nearly
knocked out by one of our own players and my jaw is still a bit dubious. I
avoided that end of the court from then on but unfortunately did OK down the
goal end so suspect I will again be feeding the goal. Lunchtime brought the
traditional “strutting your stuff” which is an informal talent show we haven’t
taken part in of late. Lunch was supplied by two food trucks - not bad - not too costly.
Saturday ended in the Grand Banquet so that day was disposed
of with last minute shopping which included the purchase of an extra bag so I
could give Lynda an extra bag – she was delighted to have won an auction which
gave her an upgrade for the trip home as she would be going home alone.
The Grande Banquet was at the Miramar Marine Base in a
hanger. We entered through an array of war planes and helicopters which were
available to sit in or “display” on. The band was very loud, the food about the
best of the tournament (at least it was familiar) and the night 6/10. We got
presented with the prize for the friendliest team so that was very satisfying
especially for Jenis and Valerie who work so hard with our uniforms and attend
all the management meetings on our behalf. It’s thanks to Jenis that we just
have to turn up and everything is organised for us.
Sunday was a trip to the Midway – an aircraft carrier
retired in 1992 and now a museum. Very interesting the way 4800 troops live on
a ship. Finally got to Macey's to shop but it was too overwhelming - we were "out of there" .
The team was shrinking as various members took off for Hawai’i, San
Diego, home and us for various destinations around Florida, from Saturday night
to Monday morning.
San Diego has a population of 1.3.mil. and it took a while
to get the lie of the land but we had it sussed by the time we left and
realised nothing was as far away as we thought. The temps were variable, cool
at night and quite warm (25C) if the sun made it through the clouds and you
were out of the wind. Would have liked to go to Mexico - only a few miles away. Not to worry - another time. Not on the recommended list with the number of guns around !!!!
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