So we were just being lazy by the pool, soaking up some Vitamin D and reading when the sound of a woman's voice calling, "Mr. Searcy, is there a Mr. Searcy here?" roused us from our relaxed state. It was the manager of the resort telling us that there'd been a mix-up and we'd been told (in error) that we'd be in the same unit for the whole two weeks. She was very apologetic, but said that our new unit was ready, she'd bring us the keys and a cart and we'd need to pack up and move immediately. Well, okay. Not the way we'd planned to spend our day, but, as I said, at least we were here and not covered in sand on the beach or 25 miles (and a train ride) away in San Diego, right?
So, I'm guessing, we were out of condo #123 and carting our stuff over to #216 (yep, we'll get some fitbit stair credit the next week, for sure!) inside of 15 minutes.....no 'careful' packing this time....just throwing anything that looked familiar into whatever bag we could. So we say 'goodbye' to one sweet little condo that we've really enjoyed for this first week, but, on the plus side we're saying 'hello' to another sweet one with a balcony overlooking the pool and a nice breeze flowing through.
So once we got unpacked and 'resettled' we got our grocery list together and headed out to resupply for this next week, grab a yummy sandwich and discover a heavenly drink (hibiscus pomegranate tea...oh my!) and buy our tickets EARLY for the 5:00 showing of Captain Phillips. We niavely thought (you know what's coming, don't know?) that buying tickets two hours early for a 5pm show would be the smart thing to do. Well, it's a good thing we are 'flexible thinkers' because we were getting ready to find out that the 5:00 show, the 7:30 show, and the 8:45 show were sold out. Would we like tickets for the 11:00 show? Yeah, well, no, but thanks anyway. So the good Captain will have to wait a while for us to see his story play out on the big screen.
Lucky for us, we knew of a bakery just a few doors down that had some mighty fine brownies, so we secured a couple of those (could definitely fall into the category of 'comfort food'), motored back to San Pebbles and brewed a couple 'o cups 'o joe to enjoy them with.
When the sun had dipped below the horizon, we put on our sweatshirts and walked to the beach just to drink in the early night view of the waves and be thankful.
The hot tub was a great place to be with the contrast of the cool night air. We talked about our plans for tomorrow: the 12 noon service at Rock Church in San Diego, picnic and walking on Shelter Island (where Rob/your dad used to go to eat his can of tuna for lunch when he worked at a naval facility on Pt. Loma), maybe a visit to the campus of my alma mater~SDSU, more walking on the Embarcadero and then a dinner cruise on the bay under the stars tomorrow night.
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