California Vacation: Coronado Island

ON ONE OF OUR LAST DAYS in California we stopped at Coronado Island.

We had to drive over this  bridge to get there and I swear there was a suicide hot-line phone every ten feet.

Here is the view of San Diego from atop the bridge.

We parked by the Hotel del Coronado.

And Kevin and I grabbed our suits and ran into the freezing cold water. (I am cruel, but swimming in the ocean was one of my wants, so it’s what we did).

Can you see all the sails on the horizon?

Now for the funny parts.

I convinced Kim to take some photos of us while we were out there.

Little did I know I would end up with so many photos of:

1) Me flying like a duck.

2) A falling Kevin.

3) A wave before it knocked us over.

4) Me practicing my awesome pro swimming moves.

And the very best. . .

5) What looks like an awesome fist fight.