Glen had reserved us a Friday afternoon and evening to spend at the San Diego County Fair. After a morning of doing counseling sessions with missionaries, he was ready to take a little break.
This wash station was so cute!!
The theme this year was based on the Wizard of Oz. My brother Mark's comment when I posted this photo on Instagram made me laugh considering we were getting ready to head back home to Utah the next week. "Remember all you have to do is click your heels together and say, 'There's no place like home.'"
As we have done in years past, we like to sit in the horse arena and watch the horses perform. This time they were jumping.
The characters from Oz were riding the horses during one round.
Even Toto made an appearance in the arena.
The yellow and orange butterfly jump caused many a horse to put on the skids rather than jump. Not just one horse, but several refused to jump that gate.
We saw Dorothy's house with the tornado headed its way!!!
Who knew Dorothy is such an expert at making balloon creations???
We found the spot we wanted to buy our dinner.
We opted out of the giant turkey leg this year. Glen ordered a pork chop on a stick. I had pulled pork.
This was one small donkey.
Try as he might, Glen just could not completely get away from dealing with mission issues.
We like to go in the art building.
A lot of the art was based around the fair theme like this wall of artwork.
Perhaps grammar is not this artist's best subject??!!??
This photo station totally captured the Oz theme.
In the evening we like to sit outside and listen to whatever music is being played on the small stage.
The fair is always a fun diversion for us for a few hours.
Our coordinating council wanted to give us a send-off. They planned a get together at Mormon Battalion. We had to laugh at that!! We go to Mormon Battalion every 6 weeks!! And we knew it would be Mexican food, which isn't our favorite. We were hoping for something other than Tequila Factory. That wish was granted. They brought in Cafe Rio.
President Badal (on the right) was recovering from eye surgery. His wife was at a work event and so his daughter drove him down from Temecula to be there with us. We thought that was so nice of them.
President and Sister Allen, the director of the Mormon Battalion (on the left), got everything set up at the facility. President and Sister Shirley, Carlsbad stake, got it all organized.
(Left to right) President and Sister Toolson of Del Mar stake; President Ballif (his wife was in Utah) of the Vista stake; and a new counselor in the Escondido stake and his son (I have forgotten his name--oops!).
Elder and Sister Davis, our Area Seventy, presented us with the beautiful painting of the San Diego Temple.
We were given the opportunity to go on a tour before dinner. We had originally thought we had no need or desire to go on the tour, but then we decided to go when most of the group went on the tour.
It turned out to be a very special and spiritual experience for us. I love the tour and how it helps to strengthen our missionaries to know they can do hard things just like the members who have gone before us. It helped me realize I have been successful in doing a hard thing that was asked of me by our prophet. It always makes us think of the relatives Glen and I have that marched in the Battalion.
There was some wonderful conversation and reflection as we all talked together. We had already dined out with the Whittiers and the Hams who are the other two stake presidents who were unable to attend that evening.
These are such fine people. Our lives have been richly blessed by our ongoing association with them.
The temple all lit up at night on our way home was a bright reminder of how much we have loved attending that temple every six weeks. What a blessing!!
There were two big mission maps in the mission office.
Since the mission is going to be obsolete in another few days, and the mission office was being closed down and everything was being cleaned out, we took the map.
This chapter of our lives is quickly coming to a close.
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