Days 8-9: Ahhhhh......

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We pulled into our family beach house in South Mission in San Diego around 5:00.  By the time we unloaded the 44 bags, took the bikes off and locked them up, unloaded the Thule and took that off, and got settled in, it was time to make a cocktail and watch the sunset...which did NOT look like this!  It was completely overcast.😑 But we did make the cocktail;-)

We're so happy to be here.  Not just because we love this beach house.  Not just because we like looking at the beautiful scenery.  Not just because we love the bike rides and long walks on the beach...

but because we don't have to carry our bags in a new place every night or two!! We definitely packed too much!  At least we're in San Diego for 12 days, so it'll give us time to come up with a new strategy!  

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