So Mike and I went to Anaheim and San Diego for our honeymoon the week between our receptions. For anyone who hasn't been there...you should know that southern California is super ugly if you're not right on the coast. Just thought I'd throw that out there.
We drove through Las Vegas on our way down from Utah. That is one place I do NOT understand. There is NOTHING outside of Las Vegas for miles and miles in any direction. I don't understand why people live there. This was a hotel we could see from the highway. Oh, sorry, not just A hotel. THE hotel.
We went to Disneyland our first day there. It was AMAZING. It was my first time there, and I plan to go back many, many times. Every part of the park is so well done, it's like you're just walking from one Disney set to another.
Tarzan's treehouse!
A real moose! OK, not really. You caught me.
This is where we slept.
Ok I lied. It was really just the display beds for this merchant ship.
I really considered buying these for Mike's mom, Gladys. She always wears aprons when she cooks, and this would have been pretty much awesome on her.
Tuesday we drove down the San Diego. We spent Wednesday afternoon getting fried at Mission Beach, and then visited the Gaslamp District for dinner and a little shopping.
Mike was sad when I sad we couldn't stop in here, but he cheered up when we bought him some Pumas instead.
Balboa Park. We were going to go to the San Diego Zoo on Thursday, but we got so burnt the day before at the beach that we decided that weren't going to spend the money when we were in too much pain to enjoy it. Yeah, we were THAT burnt.
Balboa Park has an activities center, a children's playground, lot of museums in cool buildings, and probably more that I can't remember.
The architecture was beautiful.
Yeah, my husband is...special.
Here are a few flowers I thought were cool.
The beach! I loved the beach. It was the first time I had been to the ocean in 15 years. I think I'm going to try surfing when we go to Hawaii next summer.
This is the beach we went to in Coronado after spending the afternoon in Balboa Park. Unfortunately I don't have pictures of Mission Beach, but this beach was much, much prettier. I don't think I'd mind living here.
Mike searched the sand for shells and little animals like this. Gross.
That's Hotel Del Coronado in the distance, Dad's favorite spot in San Diego.
I loved this. A group doing yoga on the beach. Also, in the distance I believe is the karate group that also came down to do a class and got very wet.
This was a fifties-type diner we ate at in Coronado after going to the beach. It definitely beat out Green Shutters. Take that, GS!
The next morning we left and made the long drive drive back to Provo. It was so fun, and I didn't want to leave, especially knowing school was coming soon after that. I think we'll have to go back sometime soon.
