First things first. We set out on the first day and walked around downtown and Seaport Village, took in the shops and the WWII walk. Then, back to the hotel, because Caroline felt the need for a swim. Did I mention the weather? That is entirely too cold for any self respecting Southerner to be swimming, even at 2:00 in the afternoon. But my daughter wanted to swim and since you want the trip to be fun for her too, I don my suit, take a deep breath, and brace myself for the wind blowing off the bay. We head for the hot tub first. (which unbeknownst to Caroline is the only water that I intended to submerge myself in) She sits there for a few minutes, declares it boring, and wants to head to the regular pool. About the time I am searching for an excuse not to be her swimming buddy, a cannonball contest is announced over the loudspeaker, open to all children. Nice!! Caroline enters, makes a friend or two, and I am off the hook to watch from my lounge chair with my swim cover and a beach towel draped over my shivering frame. (she doesn't win, unfortunately. She is rather small and didn't create much of a splash, but I gave her a 10 for form)
|Caroline on 110 year old carousel in Seaport Village.|
|This is Caroline on a statue of an elephant.|
|This is Caroline with an actual elephant, not as enthused.|
Next stop: Disneyland!