We’ve been looking forward to our stop in San Diego ever since we set sail – a chance to visit with family, check on the condo in Coronado and shop for anything we might have forgotten. It was a quick stop; with passport procedures, no one left the ship until 9 am. And it was pouring! In Southern California... Zoe was waiting for us at the condo, and helped us make quick work of the things on our list. Even with her help, and the rain over, our errands took longer than anticipated.
By the time we climbed in the car with Zoe, Frank’s sister Chris and her husband Dennis for the trip across the bridge to the port, it was already 3 pm.
We had special guest permission for everyone to board the ship and look around. When we arrived back at the dock, the port official didn’t know the procedure for guests. We were kept at the curb as the minutes ticked by. Someone finally waved us through, and we reached the ship at 3:35 pm. The guests were not allowed to board because it was now too late, even though passengers didn’t have to be back on board until 4:30. Frank and I ran to the cabin to unpack our load of 8 dozen Lipton green teas (to last the rest of the cruise), then returned the cart to our patiently waiting guests, who had by that time been exiled to the terminal building. It was an extremely disappointing conclusion to the day.
We did get some lovely views back at San Diego as we sailed away. If you look closely at the second photo, you can just make out the Hotel Del Coronado with its red roof in front of the white buildings in the center background.
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