Sea World Snores
Today we move from our sweet suite in Mission Valley to the Westin Gaslamp Quarter, a downtown hotel where George is having his meetings. We sleep in, then pack our things and drive over the Coronado Bay bridge to have a nostalgic diner breakfast on Coronado island, complete with one huge jukebox that connects to smaller jukeboxes on each table. Fun, and good food, too.
After breakfast, we drive past the famed Hotel del Coronado and south down the island, looping around at Imperial City, the last US town before Mexico, then heading back up to downtown to check in, leave our bags, and then head out to Seaworld for the afternoon.
Because we have the premium Busch Gardens passes at home, we get into Sea World for free, including parking. Gotta take advantage of that, right? Unfortunately for Morgan, there are no serious roller coasters there, only an “Escape from Pompeii” type of ride (all you Busch Gardens alums know what that means), and some other ride where you got wet. It was sunny, but still only in the 70’s, so getting wet was not an option. We did, however, enjoy the fish and sharks, the seal show, the dolphin show (sort of), and closed the park with the Shamu show. Fortunately, no humans were killed in any of the shows, and we were happy for that.
Maybe the best thing was the IMAX-type theatre showing the 20 minute version of “The Polar Express.” We never watch kids movies anymore. Made me kind of nostalgic for the days when now 14-year-old Morgan believed in Santa Claus…
We returned the car back to the airport, since we’d be downtown from now on, and got a taxi back to the hotel. All in all, a good day, but I think the guys were a little bored with the whole SeaWorld thing. I guess I have to say me, too. We’ll get a bit more challenge tomorrow as we head to Mexico for the day.