Heading back to Oregon we stopped in San Diego to visit with brother Berto for a few days. The first night there Berto took us to this great restaurant and bar with a beautiful view of the sunset. Then Wyatt and I headed out to the ocean to get our feet wet. We saw all kinds of sea lions and people (kind of overwhelming when you've been living in the middle of nowhere for awhile). We would've stayed longer in the ocean that night if we had known that the next morning Wyatt was going to get stung by a sting ray within the first 10 minutes of boogy boarding! So after talking with the life guard we headed back to Berto's house to soak his wound and he felt a lot better, because the sharp pain was getting pretty painful. Later on that day, we went out to Ocean Beach where we jumped off some cliffs and then headed to the local market and happy hour. Wyatt's foot felt a lot better after the beers too :) That night we made homemade pizza and talked the night away.
4:00 am came mighty early as Wyatt and I headed towards Oregon, hoping that L.A. traffic would be kind to us ;)
