San Diego harbor is mesmerizing for all its activity. Boats! The trolley! A tugboat! Dole pineapple barge! Sailboats! Cruise liners! Commercial planes! Navy warships! Naval helicopters! The bridge! Jets! Bikers! Scuba divers! Waterfront restaurants! Boardwalks! Ferry landings! All the people! Doing all the things! It’s like those Richard Scary Busytown books that are interesting and almost claustrophobic with activity, but with gorgeous water and a general peaceful quiet. And I know it’s not technically an Island, but the sign says “Coronado Island” and people talk about living on Island Time, and everyone is so relaxed and happy (ESPECIALLY compared to Norfolk. There. I said it). I think the Island Time zone is the right time zone for me!
Chris and I took the kids in the ferry to downtown San Diego for Restaurant Week at the Fish Market.