Sunday. What a better way to spend our last day of our Trading Spaces weekend than on the beach. The one we could see from our 17th floor patio. But before hitting the main beach in Viña del Mar we decided we would turn north and head up the coast highway to do a bit of sightseeing. There are rumors of Sea Lion sightings all along the huge rocks that hug the oceanfront. We traveled about 6 miles up the road and hit a town called Concón. There really isn't much to see in town, unless you are looking for some good nightlife or some of the freshest seafood around. We were looking for neither at 10 am - we were looking for the Sea Lions. Which, sadly, we did not find. What we did find was a lot of pelicans. And the girls were delighted. Actually, they were charmed by the town and the little wall that they could walk along without our help...
MadHatter brought her camera and found this the perfect place to take pictures. She is getting pretty good and her little girl view on the world is pretty enchanting...
And I stopped to take some big girl snaps...
And one we finished our bird watching we were off to the ocean. Well, more like the playground that is on the ocean. MadHatter saw that there were monkey bars and we couldn't get her off of them. Especially since they were so different from those that she is used to. This set went up higher and higher with each bar and was made out of rope. Which meant it was much more flexible and steep than she was used to. Which meant we spent over an hour trying to conquer it (and we did at the end). Nothing like a playground in the sand to make the littles happy.
A swing made out of rope, held by rope and attached to rope. Makes for a lot of interesting moves... |
And then it was time to hit the beach. My girls didn't care that this part of the Pacific Ocean hadn't seen a sunny day over 70 in 6 months. They just saw water and waves and wanted to get their feet wet. And so we did...Well, they did. I am not that crazy.
Rolling the jeans... |
And the littlest changes her mind about that cold, blue ocean... |
And then she changes her mind again...she gets in... |
Good thing we had an extra pair of pants. Because she was cold! And that ended our Trading Spaces adventure. I would do it again in a heartbeat. |
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