Comic Con 2004

I woke early on Wednesday, July 21st to meet with a contractor about our floor. Somehow I missed him knocking at the front door and his call even though I groggily sat in the family room. But he left a note and message and I contacted him as he was leaving our complex. He returned, took the necessary measurements and promised to fax estimates for our review when we returned.

The next person to arrive was the home insurance agent. She took pictures of the damaged floor, the holes created by the plumbers during their investigation, and recorded what had happened over the weekend. R., of course, was extremely uncomfortable being tape-recorded.

There's was a...mixup...with the cleanup crew when they arrived which delayed our leave. But the issue was resolved and R. and I began our trek to San Diego and the Comic Con.

We agreed that, instead of attending the Preview Night, we would take a more leisurely pace. We stopped at the Spectrum and had a meal at the Cheesecake Factory, our first major meal of the day. Traffic was sparse the way down but we still didn't pull into Hillcrest until after 2000. We toured the local used bookstores (of course) before registering in the bed and breakfast for the night.

(to be continued)