Veronica Corningstone: No, there's no way that's correct.
Ron Burgundy: I'm sorry, I was trying to impress you. I don't know what it means. I'll be honest, I don't think anyone knows what it means anymore. Scholars maintain that the translation was lost hundreds of years ago.
Veronica Corningstone: Doesn't it mean Saint Diego?
Ron Burgundy: No. No.
Veronica Corningstone: No, that's - that's what it means. Really.
Ron Burgundy: Agree to disagree.
Anchorman. It never gets old. Michael and I watched it the night before we left for San Diego just to get us into the mood for the city. Honestly, I watched it just for that scene. Love it.
So, we headed out to San Diego on Saturday morning. We stopped at Dunkin Donuts (of course) and got some fall sprinkle donuts for the ride. Spencer enjoyed his.
We got up on Sunday morning and headed to the Cabrillo light house. We stopped below the light house first to check out the ocean and tide pools. I lost at least 17 months of my life with the anxiety of Spencer falling off the cliffs.It didn't help when a rogue wave hit me, my dad and Spencer and soaked us. Spencer got the worst of it.He seemed to enjoy it though. No deep seated ocean trust issues that we can see so far. He was a little more cautious though and stayed further away from the edge after the wave incident. I got 1 month back onto my life.
After the light house we headed over to Balboa park and met my friend Mavi and her son Jaylen at the train museum. We haven't seen them for more than a year since they moved back to San Diego.