My final day at the Tapias, after their return from Colorado, began with an early morning flyover of a loud and very large, low-flying military aircraft, descending toward North Island Coronado through the bottom of the dripping rain clouds. Lunch was a plateful of Delimex rolled tacos that Sylvia added deliciously fresh home-made salsa to as we watched the slightly disappointing season finale to “The Walking Dead” that was recorded the night before. The day, and my time in Chula Vista, ended with a drive home during a fantastic, post-rainstorm sunset.
