When we first started planning the trip, we picked up a bunch of books about California, and I had the girls each make a list of places they wanted to go.
Dinner on the pier, which Katie kept calling a Pierre. We had fish & chips.
I tried to plan out our trip so that we wouldn't be in the car for more than 3, 3 1/2 hours at a stretch.
It's been a good long while since my toes were in the ocean. I'm thinking 2019, when I was in North Carolina.
The portions at the restaurant were generous, so we had to go boxes with us. I flung a fry or two to a seagull, and you can imagine how that ended. We had a dozen or so come and beg. One of them even tried to fly off with Hannah's dinner box.