Ok. Time to get some information in here.
This was probably the least planned trip I have taken in 7 years. I knew that I wanted to visit SeaWorld in addition to
Disneyland, so I made air reservations to fly in to San Diego, with a return from Los Angeles, and a rental car to get between the two. Then, other than purchasing my Disneyland ticket and making the hotel/resort reservations I did no other preparations for this trip.
So, on Friday, May 27, I was up til late evening doing all my packing for my flight out on Saturday. ;-)
Saturday morning, I woke up, got everything loaded into my car, and left my house approximately 4 1/2 hours before my flight. Not quite as early as you'd think, considering I live almost 2 hours away from the airport. On my way in, I decided that I needed a haircut, so I stopped off at a Wal-Mart that had a SuperCuts and went in to have it lopped off. Little did I know, they had a 2 hour wait.

I explained that I had to check in for my flight in 45 minutes (to make the recommended 90 minute early arrival time, and the WM was still 15 minutes away from the airport) and between customers who volunteered to let me go before them I got bumped up about 6 slots and got my hair cut with a "hassle free" look. Telling you, clippers do wonders!

I might have could have done this myself, but I actually wanted it styled and only asked for the buzz when I realized that I really wasn't going to have time.
Anyway, by the time I got my hair cut, drove to the parking lot, caught the shuttle to the terminal, and got to the counter to check my bag, I was at exactly 30 minutes before the flight was scheduled to leave. The little alarm even sounded that I was a late check-in. The counter agent said not to worry about the notice that my bag might not make my flight, they would make sure it was on the plane with me. Went through the TSA checkpoint, and arrived at the gate a few minutes before they started boarding.
Flew from Memphis to Dallas, had about an hour layover, and then flew on to San Diego. I love flying, but not much you can really write about if the flight is uneventful and all of mine were.
Collected my luggage (and can I say that I liked the San Diego airport), caught the shuttle to Dollar rent-a-car and got checked in. I did manage to remember that I did not need the insurance, but let myself get talked into purchasing the tank of gas that was in the car.

Probably not a bad option if I had planned to do more driving, but as it was I only used about 1/2 the tank. And the counter agent was correct, the price of gas in SD was much cheaper than in LA, so if I had used the full tank (or more) it would definitely have been cheaper.
Went to pick out my car, and got one that I really liked. Drove around to the exit, and when they scanned the car discovered that it was due for a maintenance check and couldn't be rented.

So I had to take it back and pick out a different car, and the only option left was a Versa. Not bad, but not quite as comfortable as the one I was in (and for the life of me, I can't remember what it was now). Also, the Versa was not in the color I wanted.
From there, I tried to drive over to the hotel - Wyndham San Diego Bay Side hotel. I say tried, because while I did make it eventually, I had to circle the block 4 times to find where to turn in to get to the parking garage. And then I wound up parked on the far side of the hotel from the check-in desk. Which, became a minor complaint as when I got there to check-in there was already a line and only two agents checking people in. It took almost 45 minutes to get checked in, and then my reservation was charged incorrectly - to the tune of double what it should have been. They corrected it quickly when I pointed it out (and to be honest, part of it was my fault. When I made the reservation I was offered an upgrade to a suite if available for $139. I missed the small print where that was a nightly charge, and that the tax on the upgrade was at a different, higher, rate than the tax on a regular room. But the front desk agent was really nice and took off the upgrade, so it was more in line to what I thought it was supposed to have been.)
So, I went to my room and OMG!!! For just being a hotel room, this was really nice. Still really small, but I was on one of the top floors with a view of the bay, and it was an amazing view.
I unpacked what I had to, and went to bed, for tomorrow was going to be a long day.