- It was wet, wet, wet.
- There was drama (minor, but entertaining)
- And we had tons of fun.
Also - one of my favorite moments was when we attempted to buy champagne (for mimosas) at 10:20am in Quincy. The store lady judged us hard as she told us that alcohol wouldn't be for sale until noon. "It's Sunday," she said, with a slight curl to her lip. "We know," I asserted. It's not like I spent every Sunday boozing, ma'am. Just once a year.
Will post pics if my friends ever post theirs!
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