no rain on this parade

A visit from my parents is always a rollicking good time. This week has been a great mix of old and new traditions, like visits to our favorite fish taco joints in the sun,



Home improvements by the master, with the occasional sunny nap under the watchful eye of a giant puppy,



and dance, dance, revolution.



The ‘rents have been staying in Old Town for their last few visits, which has a quaintish sort of vintage Mexican vibe that we love. This time they stayed downtown, which has added a fun new flavor to our adventures. Their hotel is on the Embarcadero, overlooking tall ships and the beautiful San Diego Bay. When we decided on the hotel, we failed to realize that their visit would coincide with the annual Holiday Bowl festivities. It was hard to miss though, when the parade strolled by!
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From the elevator,
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Going down


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To the street, for a kids’ eye view of the splendor

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the lovely senoritas

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Dallas?!

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Happy New Year, dragons!

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A float?

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There were many, many young pups in marching bands!


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They came from near and far, each with their own unique sound and style, representing the cultural identity of their homes with widely varied accessories and musical mementos

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each with one quintessential characteristic in common:
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High waisted polyester pants.

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A parade. What's not to love?

Happy New Year, everyone!!

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