Brian’s in port! His boat pulled in to San Diego for a port call. I knew this was happening, but it’s something I have to keep relatively on the down low. I was even given the wrong date anyway, but it all worked out.

I booked the flight from Honolulu to San Diego my friend who was visiting was taking, thinking Brian was getting in the next day. Instead, I get a call from him while I’m at the airport that goes something like this:

Him: I can’t wait to see you! It’s going to be a little while before I get to.

Me in my head: Yeah, like 24hrs or so

Me out loud: That’s ok, I’ll be glad to relax after a busy week!

Him: Where are you?

Me: At the airport

Him: In San Diego?

Me: No, Honolulu.

Him: Oh…

Me: Where are you?

Him: On the pier in San Diego.

Me: WHAT??

And that’s how it ended up that he met me at the airport instead of me meeting him at the pier. I had already made plans with our mutual friend to have her pick me up and go to In-N-Out, because neither of our husbands like it… but anyway Brian tagged along on our date and it all worked out.

The next day Brian’s parents came and brought us to lunch. I don’t have many pictures because I have honestly become a little tired of carrying my big camera around and forgot to snap an iPhone photo. But later we ran some errands with them and then took the rest of the day to explore a bit. We’re in a hotel on Mission Bay and very close to Mission Beach. He is in port for a little while, so I will get to see him almost every day for a little bit.