Presidents' Day with Fish Tacos

The final part of our California trip ended with us leaving Auntie Oanh, Chi & family on Monday to spend the night at my brother's Tim. He lives in Temecula Valley (45 minutes from San Diego). Although the sun was shining, we were all sad to say good-bye knowing we wouldn't know the next time we'd see each other. Aunie Oanh insisted "You come nex year!"

Our time with Tim and family was short but very relaxing. The sun was hot and conversation was plenty and fun. I had requested Tim make me fish tacos like the last time I was here (3 years ago) and he complied stating that the last time he made them was the last time I had them.

I was sorry not to get pictures of Tim and family, but their water heater busted the night before we arrived and they had been showerless for awhile and I didn't think they'd appreciate me pulling out my camera!

When we said our good-byes to them Michelle (Tim's wife) gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear, "So good to see you! He is a great guy; you guys seem so happy!" Indeed :)

The significance of the flight home is it was the first time Danny and I have flown TOGETHER. We have certainly had many experiences at an airport together, but never getting on the plane together. It did not surprise me I liked flying with him just like I like doing anything and everything with him.

On the flight home, I finished "Saving Fish from Drowning" by Amy Tan which was on my 2010 goals of things to do. I didn't enjoy it as much at her other books because it takes considerable brain power to keep all 11 characters and the narrator straight.

We enjoyed our trip, but were so grateful to be home despite the 33 degree weather that greeted us. We will not miss the awful traffic anywhere and everywhere in southern California. We also realized that one of the things we DON'T like about visiting family or friends for a long trip is that we don't actually get time to spend together. Is that a sign of old age? being in love? Or both?