Welcome to San Diego, Stinson Family!

Living in Seattle, you unfortunately sometimes forget to take time to stop and smell the evergreen trees. You don't appreciate what you have and only what you don't have. You want the rain to go, the weather to get hotter, and the drivers on the road to take lessons. This, among the many hundreds of reasons, led the Stinson Family to San Diego, California, where the rain is laughable, the weather is just right, and the drivers...well, we'll get to them in another post.

So here we are. The weather is a sunny 75 degrees in the city every day. Yes, EVERYDAY. We get a nice ocean breeze and the low humidity helps big boys like me....that is, until we arrived on our first day. When we pulled up to our palatial apartment, we noticed it was very hot and humid for a morning in San Diego, or at least from what we perceived on our visits here. It was over 90 degrees at 11am and the humidity was greater than that! After we finished unloading, we looked like we had just went swimming in our clothes. Drenched, exhausted, and second guessing our decision to come here, we made the best of the situation...by, of course, complaining about how hot and humid it was and wishing we could have a little of that Seattle rain. This went on for about 2 weeks. For us non-adjusted people, it felt like a lifetime.

After a while, we got settled and the weather returned to what we had envisioned when we drove 1257 miles to get here. This of course, lasted for a whole 2 weeks before it started to rain. Yes, that is not a misprint. RAIN! Overcast and rain was the recipe for the next 2 weeks. I couldn't believe what I am seeing. I was told it rains about 3 days a year here. Overcast a lot (especially in the city) sure, but not RAIN?? What in the name of all that is holy is going on here???

Finally, the rain has gone, the streets dried up, and the 75 degree, low humidity, cool ocean breeze days has returned. Life is finally good for the Stinson Family...

...until San Diego started to spark.