The weekend after we went to the Grand Canyon, Jon and I left for San Diego. He was scheduled to meet his manager there on Monday, so we left the children with Jon's sister in Queen Creek, AZ and flew over to San Diego for the weekend before his meetings. We flew into San Diego early Saturday morning and checked into our hotel then headed to the beach . Jon, was like a native ... going out into the ocean, boogie boarding and swimming in the waves. I was a little less active ... walking out into the waves and splashing around for a while, then returning to my towel on the beach to read a book on my phone. Yeah, I'm a party pooper ... oh well, at least I got in some relaxing. On Sunday, we found a church to attend, then walked around the San Diego California LDS Temple grounds. There, we met a nice elderly man who was the "walking visitor's center." Literally. He had a bunch of binders and pamphlets on a rolling cart and was sitting in the sh...