Yes, this is the famous Hotel Coronado- and NO, we didn't stay there. We did go in and look around at it's poshness though - and maybe even secretly pretended to be guests there. I do believe Marilyn Monroe stayed there and some people say it's haunted...hmmm, at a couple G's per night, I guess I'll never know. The weather was a little chilly for the beach, so we rented a "surrey bike" for the day and rode around the island- what a blast! Who needs Disneyland with a ride like this! I really must share one little conversation in the car from the back seat on the way to Cali:
Saedi: "Why are we stopped on the side of the road?"
Kendree: "Dad is getting a CRIMINAL ticket"
Saedi: "What? Daddy is not a criminal!"
Kendree: "Yes he is. Did you not just hear what that cop said? He said Dad was going at CRIMINAL speed!"
Look who's drivin' now! (criminal in the back please)
The next day we drove up to L.A. to see the play WICKED. We all loved it - I could see it again and again! Much to Kendree's disappointment, we could not locate a star on Sunset Boulevard for Heath Ledger, which she wanted to mark with a tear and a kiss. Does he even have one? Anyway, we were able to find, in Beverly Hills, the house of none other than...
Crap, sorry... I can't find the picture right now! But it was Simon Cowell's - I'll have to put it on later.
What a fun and relaxing trip - lot's of memories! (and I'm sure from our insurance company too!)