
I really like these two succulent pictures. The green one resembles something found at the bottom of the sea, although the boys told me its cactus common name was "pork and beans". I believe I would have selected a more glamorous name for such a colorful cactus!
After the kids were at school, Cathy and I headed to downtown San Fransisco to see a few more sights before I had to go to the airport. Of the many AMAZING things I could have done, I selected a harbor tour - around Alcatraz and under the Golden Gate Bridge. We even found a very colorful "old man of the sea" to take us on such a tour in his fishing boat. This guy was a riot. He asked us if we would like him to comment on the things that we were passing - of course, we agreed. Cathy and I were sitting on an old couch at the front of the boat, curled up under some rather dirty fisherman's blankets, and our "old man" stayed in the enclosed booth behind us. Periodically, he would slide the wooden window frame to one side, poke his head out, and say a few sentences about the particular feature we were passing. Then, the wooden window would slide back with a "BANG" and we would hear him latch it again. It was so funny to hear the opening and locking noises around his short pieces of lecture, I would just start cracking up each time I heard the window start to slide! It was a highly entertaining harbor tour and a beautiful morning on which to enjoy it! I was only SLIGHTLY windblown by the time I got to the airport! 
When I arrived in Los Angeles, I went to baggage claim to find my suitcase. Although luggage was on the carousel, I didn't see my bright blue rolling suitcase. I walked around the circle, looking for my bag. I did see a couple standing on the other side, however, with a suitcase just like mine but with a flowered carpet bag loaded on top of it. I surreptiously walked next to it and checked to see that it was an American Tourister bag which HIGHLY resembled mine. I did the old, "Excuse me, sir. I have a bag just like that which I can't locate. . . would you mind checking to see if that one is yours?" Sure enough, they pulled their carry-on off the top of it, and there was my handwriting on the luggage tag. They were slightly embarrassed and highly apologetic, saying, "Wow. We would have just walked off with it. . ." Exactly what I was afraid of! I am so thankful that I saw them and that I was bold enough to check!Soon after that episode, Pam and I had a happy reunion and went together to pick up our Dollar rental car. The only remarkable occurrences were one spilled coffee, a very long line, and several tries at selecting a car that didn't smell like sickening air freshener covering up stale smoke. . . We managed to pull out of the rental lot and only do two loops around the airport before we could pick up Tessa and Kim from their arriving flight! Oh happy day! At least we were together as we made our way through LA evening traffic and over to Pacific Coast Highway 1 for our drive up to Santa Barbara. We stopped at a fabulous fish restaurant at the end of Sunset Drive. We enjoyed our meal tremendously - the fried calamari was the best I have ever had. And, of course, it was just good to be together again!
By the time we got to Santa Barbara, it was dark. We did manage to find our rental house, locate a grocery store, and get the car parked on the crowded street before crashing for the night! More adventures are planned for tomorrow!









































