Okay, been meaning to do this for a while, but .. not much to really say. Read one blog about a band trip, and you've read them all.
This one had a few differences:
- my bad foot made it EXCRUCIATING to do the parade. But I made it. I stuck myself in the back rank just so that when I screwed up the marching not many people would notice.
- The parade was forgiving in the fact that it was FAST. I don't think I've ever been in a parade that moved that quickly. We only stopped once! And that was just because we were almost at the judge's booth. I think we finished the parade in about 30 minutes once we started moving. Awesome!
- Pete had to be carried to bed. The 2nd night he fell asleep on the floor [after Jarron kissed him... ewww!] So teh boys asked him if he was going to get to bed and he said "carry me,' so they rolled him onto a blanket and lifted it over to his mattress. Apparently the giggling he made while being carried was hilarious.
- on the way out of the trip I thought I'd take the main road out. Okay, I don't know what I was thinking, but I thought it was the right way. Instead it took us along parallel to 169... and I guess being on that wrong road got me nervous that I didn't follow it long enough to 53, so we turned off on 27. 27 looks pretty good until it turns into a dirt road. Hmm... We eventually saw a sign that said somethign about a furniture store, so we figured there must be somebody who can tell us where we were [the only map i had didn't even have 27 on it] and there was this 'market' that put us on the right path.
- Chris picked up a wackin' stick!
Pretty much look at the pics I've posted and they say all that's needed to be said.
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