Then last day in San Diego we went to the zoo to see the Panda Bears. Zoo day, for our family of four, was what I refer to as "Geneva Day" for our vacation. You see, in our world, on every vacation there is a bad day. I day you are done vacationing, ready to head home, tired of walking and strolling and crowds and fast food.
When my sister and I went to Europe for the first time in 1998, while in Geneva, Switzerland we had our first, Geneva Day.
Anyway, the zoo was so crowded because it was presidents day and all of San Diego and their dads were at the zoo.
We saw one panda, ate gross zoo food, and then bailed on the rest of our party early because Wyatt could no longer walk or ride in the stroller and Elliott was crying in the stroller that he wanted to go home. So, we left, loaded in the mini van and drove out to Coronado to get the little people to chill and have a no stimulation rest.
It worked and we met up with everyone else for dinner that night.
The next day, we drove home.
The end of our vacation.
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