In San Diego, we waited a long time for a shuttle to the airport, only to find it packed. We squeezed on, with Dora in Bruce's lap! The Hampton Inn Airport/Sea World is OK, but in an industrial neighborhood.
Sunday morning, we all walked to Old Town San Diego to go to church. The Old Town is an historic park, a tourist attraction, which also contains the historic Immaculate Conception church. It was a nice mass, with a warm atmosphere, and the priest told jokes. On the walk back, Richard received a shocking phone call; he was told that his friend Mike G. had died suddenly.
We called a limo/taxi to take us to the ship, where we found long lines, but ultimately got on. We discovered that we were assigned to a different dinner table than Bruce and Dora, so we requested a change. Dinner was disorganized, with long lines. There was no room at the table that we were assigned to, so we finally sat by ourselves at a table for two.
We had a beautiful view of the San Diego harbor with Christmas lights.
Monday was a sea day. We went to the brunch, and played Bridge afterwards. We met our new tablemates, Bob, Carol, Ken, and Sally, another two couples who had gone on a cruise together. This was formal night, it was fun to see everyone dressed up.
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