Our nephew, Logan, is in town for a few days. What better way to celebrate than to take him to one of our favorite places...Balboa Island. We met Papa there for a trip across the bay on the ferry for a sunset bike ride.
After the bike ride, we had a picnic dinner on the beach. Rosie's grilled cheese sandwich got sandy. I wonder how that happened.
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip. That started from this tropic port , aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailin' man, the Skipper brave and sure. Five passengers set sail that day for a three hour tour. A three hour tour.
Walking with Papa is so much fun.
The Balboa Island experience is only complete after you try the Balboa Bar or a frozen banana. Trust me, I've tried both and they're delicious.
Logan went with the Balboa Bar
Rosie and Papa shared a Balboa Bar with peanuts.
Oh, Balboa Island, how we love you.
1 comment:
Holy cow, Logan looks just like Dan to me in those pictures. I remember when he was born . . . I visited him/Lori in the hospital! They sure get big fast!
Hope it was a really fun visit!
Shana
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