Mississippi

On my plane ride home for Christmas I met a bunch of southern gentlemen. They are all working in California for months at a time. They live in hotels or apartments, work 12 hour days, 7 days a week. The joys of construction. So anyway, I sat in between 2 big country boys. Adam and Derek. They have been best friends since they were 8 years old. The fought over the better truck... Ford or Chevy. Their accents made me smile. They told me about a friend of theirs back home that could run really fast. So fast that he chased down a rabbit and killed it with an umbrella. HILARIOUS. One thing is for sure, you don't hear these kind of stories in San Diego. It was so refreshing in a weird way. I told them that when they got a day off they had to come down to SD and see the sights. That is exactly what they did! They came down on a Sunday. I had a lot of fun showing them around and soakin in the southerness. After a day of being tour guide Ellenor and I brought them back to the house and made them a home cooked meal with some sweet tea. The poor boys eat out for EVERY single meal. Hotel life isn't the best I suppose. They really enjoyed themselves. The funniest part is... Ellenor sent them home with a gallon of sweet tea and Derek looked at us and said (with the thickest accent), "Man, ya'll are cool!" HAHA

The cliffs at Point Loma.

Derek and Adam

Eating a waffle sandwich in OB on Newport Ave.

On top of Mt. Soledad

Derek is a smidge taller than me.

Adam loved taking tourist pictures. For real.

Derek's seal interpretation.

Adam pointing at the wildlife.

Always be nice to the people next to you on the plane.

They might turn out to be real good friends.