Or even this:
Or...well, you get the idea. We made great time so as soon as we checked in the hotel, we headed down to Harbor Ave/Harbor Island and took the above pics looking back on the city. The sky and the water were that blue. I'm trying to convince the girl to go to college in SD (a few years off but...) but she said she'd miss me too much (awe) so I said fine, I'll move down too.
We hooked up with my mom and her hubs and ate in Old Town (very close to where we were staying).
Girl and Grandpa had to have ice creams which I get is pretty important.
Those are rakes!!
So we were off -- Thursday was Family Day! Basically we got to get a little drill instruction of our own.
And watch the new Marine's run and then stand there and look all scary.
The blond with his head right under the window is mine. Then we went and sat down and waited for them to clean up and show back up.
They marched around a bit and stood there a bit while we listened to stuff and then he got to be ours for the rest of the day. Whoo hoo.
We all went to lunch (his dad and other grandparents and an aunt and uncle all showed up after dinner the previous night) and heard all kinds of stories which reinforces my belief that boot camp is just plain hard in so many ways. But he did it and he is different for it. Different in a good way - - he's experience some tough times and an entire different cross section of people that he's never been exposed to. It definitely has made him grow up and understand life from a different perspective. They were taught to fight a war and be in battle and quite a few of his platoon mates will be deployed (he won't, initially anyway, as he signed up for reserves) and he understood the seriousness of it all.
We spent the afternoon attempting to feed him as he was hungry about every 5 seconds. We said our goodbyes, went to dinner, bed and then started all over the next day.
Graduation day was more of the same - but with prettier uniforms (and I don't mean to sound sarcastic -- it was lovely all around -- I love the Marine Corp band and it was interesting hearing what they talked about).
It was a good weekend and I think despite that this was the most unpredictable thing for the boy to have done I do think it might have been the right thing. Amazing how it works out sometimes. He's got more training to do before he's back up here full time and back in school but the difference in his attitude is noticeable.
I enjoyed a nice and quiet Sunday -- did 10 miles, laundry, errands and finished the afternoon sitting on my front porch with my neighbor drinking wine. Not bad at all.