Yes, literally, we have experienced the thirty year storm in Coronado. It generally does not rain here, and when it does it makes the front page. So when ‘the storm’ was being reported on in the local and national papers we were bracing ourselves! The reality is, we now live in a dessert, not that you could tell by the green lawns around us, but you can tell by the slightly strange tasting water, which I was ready for after three months in Ballarat.
Having lived in Sydney for the last ten years, I have grown used to, and enjoyed a good storm. That was until the boys, where rain and storms cause a personal melt down (mine.. not the boys!). The boys are very active and out door kids, so the thought of being inside with them for a day or so sends shivers down my spine.. especially when the day starts at 0515 in the morning.
Anyway, the day of the storms arrived, with it came high temperatures… the boys that is. They both were not well at all and were relegated to the couch! Thankfully they have recently discovered the movies ‘Cars’, so between napping and watching Cars were go through the first day. As for the storm… I was still waiting, while it was raining, it was a storm. The local council set up a ‘sand bag corner’ for people to pick up sandbags for their properties – a little extreme I thought! However, this is a town where it hardly rains, so the infrastructure to cope with anything more than a light shower is not in place – we don’t even have guttering on our house.
Overnight on the Thursday it certainly was heavier rain, the boys by this stage were still not well, so we had another day of Cars! I am now a ‘Mater’ fan and can’t help but say “Sally” when I see a Porsche go by! I was getting cabin fever by this stage! Thankfully it was the weekend. Whilst the boys were not 100% better we decided to head out. It was only then that we realised that the ‘thirty year storm’ had really hit. Many of the roads we crossed to get off the island were flooded. Most of the houses here also back onto rear lane, this seems to provide a natural draining system – so people were utilising the sandbags to stop the water from entering their garages.
By day three of the wet weather we decided to brave the wet roads and venture out. When we first arrived we spent a fantastic day at Balboa Park (www.balboapark.org) which is amazing place to visit and keep on visiting – it is where the San Diego Zoo is. One of the places on our list after our first visit was the San Diego Air and Space Museum (www.sandiegoairandspace.org).
We have found that museums and other attractions here are very family friendly – and are priced that way as well. Children under three are free. Behind the turnstiles the museum starts off as a hallway of fame recognising significant figures in the history of air travel (of little interest to the little ones) before opening up into a wonder of aircraft on the ground and suspended from the ceiling.
The boys had a ball pointing out various parts of the planes and sitting for 30 seconds or so to watch each of the various video displays. The highlight for the boys was the ‘Robinson Helicopter’ like their Papa’s which they were able to climb in and out of. They also enjoyed the children’s play room full of interactive science experiments including computer flight simulators, a pedal plane and the ability for the kids to ‘fly’ a fully operational plane in a wind tunnel.
We also took the opportunity to try the free cinema to watch a short presentation on aviation history. What we didn’t fully appreciate was this the cinema was a 4D ‘experience’, which we quickly came to realise as the seats moved about, fans blew and jets of water and air squirted us. While being a little shocked (as were we!) the boys seemed to enjoy it with Sam keen for more but Jack declaring it as being a ‘bit scary’.
So, we survived the 30 year storm, along with two sick boys!
Postscript.. poor Sam ended up having an ear infection!