These first few photos are the kids with Uncle Zach in the hotel room on Saturday night.
Juan got his hair cut the day before we left. So handsome.
This is Mary Lu's, "Where did Grandpa Randy go?" look. Dad suggested that we take a family photo by the pig, so John, the kids, and I all headed across the street to the pig. Dad and Zach disappeared into the crowd for inexplicable reasons. Ahh, senility.
Heading down to the port
To me, Juan always seems like an ocean kid. It's when he's at the sea that I just feel like he's at home. This is my nature too, so maybe it's just me projecting that. Or maybe it's because I saw his start in San Diego. I don't know, but to me it just always seems like near the ocean is where he belongs.
Climbing the Orca sculpture. Did you know that Orcas are actually dolphins?
Ok, dad looks grumpy in this photo, but it's because he has a heinously broken foot that he's walking around on unknowing.
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