Pismo Vacation: Day 5 - The End

Today marks the end of our time at Pismo. Check out is at noon.

We decided to head down to the beach one last time and pick up sea shells and explore the tide pools again. Gramma and Papa and Uncle Robbie and Auntie were all anxious to hit the road and start the four hour journey home, hoping to miss the Friday traffic, not to mention any extra traffic there might be due to the holiday weekend. So we said our goodbyes and headed down to the beach.

Hannah was extremely grumpy and whiney and moody. Complaining she wanted to go back to the hotel. We were just trying to enjoy our last stroll on the beach, enjoying the cool temps, knowing what it'd be like once we got back home. In the morning hours, one minute the sun could be out and shinning brightly, the next minute, we were socked in with fog. Eventually we made our way back up to the hotel and to our room. We packed up all our stuff and loaded it all into the car, leaving out towels and bathing suits for one last swim in the pool. While it was enjoyable, Hannah kept saying it just wasn't the same witout Haylee and McKenzie, and it wasn't. We took advantage of the noon check out time and didn't check out until 11:50am! It was nice. We said our goodbyes to the sea and to Seacrest and loaded into the car for our long journey home. We stopped at the fish hatchery again on the way back home. The girls love that place! The sun was out and shinning so you could really see the fish a lot better than on our stop on the way out when it was overcast. It's defianately a nice place to stop and stretch your legs. It's also the half way point.

We took the long way home to avoid Friday and holiday weekend traffic, getting home about 7:00pm. We came home to 100 degree temps and smog and just plain yuckiness. All of us wishing we were back where our day had started. Hannah had a wonderful time. Pismo is all she's been talking about for months. And now it's over. She had a bit of a meltdown at our stop at the fish hatchery, crying, wanting to go back to Pismo. She's just like her mother. Soon the tears subsided and she's already talking about when our next trip would be and what we'd do! That's Hannah. Our little planner.