I've always loved the beach, which I find strange because you are more likely to catch me running around in a princess costume than you are a bathing suit! Having been born near Los Angeles, spending my high school years in South Florida, and the last eight years here in San Diego, I have many fond memories of my time at the beach. I suppose one of my regrets in leaving San Diego for St. Louis is that JP won't have an opportunity to ride his bike down to the beach, or learn how to surf in his backyard, or chase Elvis around Fiesta Island....but that's a small price to pay for what we are getting in return! I guess my infatuation with the ocean was the prime reason I wanted to take JP to the beach one last time before our move later this week.
I'm sure we'll spend plenty of time at the beach in years to come (Northern Ireland's beaches are perfect, especially for beach goers like me that prefer to visit in a pair of jeans and a scarf) but I'm not sure when or if we'll ever get back to Pacific Beach, and I suppose that does make me a little sad.
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