Getting High or A Little Outside Our Comfort Zone

We decided that a tram ride up Mount San Jacinto would be fun.  All I could say when I first saw this from the ground was "Holy %$#@" and "Mother of God"!  Believe me, it looked substantially more foreboding standing at the bottom of that 8600 feet of magnificent mountain.

The ride up the mountain takes only 10 minutes and the views from the top were spectacular.   The temperature at the bottom was 88° and only 41° with very brisk winds at the top.

That little tram, built in Switzerland, holds 80 people!

The Coachella Valley...

Wagons, Ho!!!

The comments on my ceramic, bue mushroom were very interesting!  It's one of a four piece garden set my sweet DIL gave us.

At the suggestion of some of you, I sent the last post on to Roger Goodell.  I don't expect a response.

We arrived in San Diego yesterday.    It was a totally booked flight -- on Southwest (where the only difference between boarding and cattle drives is the mooing).  Sitting wedged up against the window, I tried to play solitaire on Richard's computer, but couldn't move my arms -- and the man behind me talked for five solid hours -- loudly!  But after landing were picked up by Marge and Dave and taken to dinner at C-level -- fantastic mojitos and great food -- right on Harbor Island overlooking downtown San Diego.  A great start to our week.

Today, we went up San Jacinto on the cable car (Pictures to follow) and enjoyed spectacular views of the Coachella Valley from at 8600 feet.  We then had dinner at Spencer's where we kind of over-ordered  calamari and brought almost all of it home with us.  Tomorrow we're going to Joshua Tree National Park and then home for a lunch of left-over calamari.  Both should take about four hours.