It is cooler in San Diego and 100% chance of rain tomorrow. The only trouble with that forecast is not if it rains but how much. No promises there for the drought-stricken state. The average rainfall is 10 inches a year at the best of times.
We've slowed our pace the last while - slower starts and more sitting and relaxing. This weekend included a nine-hole golf game then lunch sitting under a beach tent with my niece and family while they kayaked and threw frisbies. The beach is on Fiesta Island in the middle of Mission Bay where we are staying. The whole area was once marsh land used for dumping anything not wanted elsewhere. The transformation started in the 40's and Fiesta Island was built by the dredging and dumping. It is now a sandy island with dog-friendly areas fiercely defended by the owners of the 700,000 dogs in San Diego (true! most of them small and white) There are all sorts of water sports supported here - jet skis, hobie cats, kayaks. The whole Mission Bay park is the largest city-owned park in the US.
Bill also watched the Grey Cup yesterday while I took in an exhibition of 'Gauguin to Warhol' at the San Diego Museum of Art. It took quite a few phone calls for Bill to find someone who could answer the difficult question: "Will you be showing the Canadian football game, aka The Grey Cup, on one of your TV's?" You'd think he was speaking Martian. Anyway, he found a bar and was put in a special little corner with his own TV screen - the rest of the bar (world?) was watching one of the 25 American games scheduled for the past few days. Calgary won, I saw another beautiful van Gogh and Modigliani, and all's right with the world!
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