Day 38

A Day at the Beach, sort of.......

Yes, there is a beach out there. This is the view from the Santa Monica pier.

Just a wee foggy.

The far end of the pier is the official end of Rt 66. Bruce and I have now traveled its length, from Chicago to here, though rarely on the actual route. That may make a good trip in the future.

First things first, lunch. At the SMP Fish House. 

Mmmmmm

Not surprising no one had the Lobster. I think Matthew would have accused us of cannibalism after bonding with every body in the tanks. But the MahiMahi taco's were a real hit and my clam chowder was perfect on this chilly, foggy day.

And just to make  the day even more special Aunty Erin joined us.

Lookin' good, Hollywood!

Next, with bellies nice and full we all went on the monster Ferris wheel.

Some of us really enjoyed it...

others not so much

and still others just took it in stride.

But the view couldn't be beat.

OK, so that was a bit tame for some, so how about the bumper cars!

Funny how none of the little kids would pick on the big  guy except for his own son.

They were whaling the tar out of each other.

In the mean time PopPop and RE decided a turn on the roller coaster was in order. LOL

And on a full stomach? Not me. I had been looking forward to the Carousel.

But ended up watching the kids on it instead.

It was wonderful, a work of art. I love Merry-Go-Rounds.

Celeste rode on mommy's lap and still thought she would never get out alive, Matt was flying around with both hands in the air. Next time I think we will put him on the roller coaster too.

The ice cream compliments of Aunty E was a great way to finish up the pier.

Another good day. 

Lets just go home now.