There is a lot to update ... but I think I have finally hit the imaginary Wall ... it's that last .2 miles of the 26.2 mile marathon (not that I would know what that is about... ).
Here are some photos to update all you lovely followers ... and will write more about it after we start the flight back to BA tomorrow AM ....
Mom, Dad and their new friends ... there is a story there - something about getting lost in the boat going to the Light House ... another boat dead in the marina .. a broken co-pilot chair in the boat ... and me finally getting to the Bridge only to have Dad "growl" (that is being tremendously kind...) at me after he had been growling at Mum ... the night ends with Mum, Dad stopping by Camp Bunga Bunga so they could make sure their "new friends were okay..." It was awesome - but about that time, I just wanted to sleep.
I'm sure I'm telling another fabulous "this one time at band camp...." story. The camp counselor has gotten tired. Very, very tired.
Dad and Meg flexing their guns... this is before the co-pilot seat was broken (it's all my fault ... I was chasing Mum, Dad in their boat and goofing off and did the "sharp dip" - Mur went flying and landed in said seat.... Whoops).
Give me "10"
Camp Bunga Bunga poses for yet another beer commercial. Who's fabulous and we are still asking "who do we get to yes"
M&M with Meg in her "safety" gear ... it brings me memories of Safety Bob.
That's all for now ... more blogging on the 24 hour venture back to BA tomorrow!
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