After Casey's last day of training (Friday), we didn't want to be stuck in traffic, so we stayed another day and Chris' grandparents were nice enough to let us stay at their house in Santa Monica. It was a beautiful house built in 1929. Santa Monica was a pretty city too. The night we stayed, Chris and his dad took us to the Santa Monica Pier and 3rd Street (a closed off street where they have a lot of stores). We had a blast and Casey won me a stuffed monkey for throwing baseballs at plastic plates and breaking them : )

The game where Casey won the stuffed monkey


Casey and I both tried this, but didn't get to the top to ring the bell. Casey got a lot closer than I did though.


Chris' dad John, Chris, Casey and me
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