Andy and I flew down to San Diego this past week to take a tour of UCSD, which is my alma mater and a prospective school for him after this year. The university has changed a wee bit since I graduated a million years ago (37 to be exact). In fact it has been expanded so much that I didn’t recognize it enough to have those waves of memories I expected. . . at least not until we got to the beaches in La Jolla and Del Mar. You see I spent time just about every day on the beach, not surfing, just swimming and walking and bird watching and sun bathing and feeling guilty that I wasn’t studying. Andy will be more of a surfer on those beaches if he ends up going there and I will be there vicariously, imagining it all over again!
Though there is some likeness to this portrait, I think I’ve exaggerated certain traits. While we were waiting at the airport I sketched him again and later started to list all the events of the day, only half of which got on this page. This summer has been such a busy one. None of my “vacation” trips have been about resting, but this one was definitely full of adventures and novel experiences – like staying in the hotel with the convention of Red Hat Society ladies in their purple clothes and outrageous red hats!