I know, I know… pix or didn’t happen. Well, for now, Mitch and Marsha’s wedding never happened, but it had, here’s what it would have been like.
Monday: I had been excited since I actually thought ahead and organized the trip. I booked the tickets and printed out our boarding passes. I got a hotel near Sacramento (where we’d be flying out of for expense purposes). I got directions to the bachelor party. I had everything organized, printed, and stored with the maps of CA and NC. Of COURSE I leave that all on the couch right by my front door, where I “wouldn’t miss it”, along with my crocs. Excellent start.
Tuesday: We realize Ashley forgot the card. And I naturally forget to bring my case of CDs, which was our only entertainment for our 10+ hours of driving. Oops. Our flights were fine, and actually rather empty, so we had elbow room. We got in at 10, and text Scott. He had arrived at the airport less than ONE MINUTE of us leaving the airport to meet him (he came from Wilmington, almost 4 hours away). We all got to my Dad’s at exactly Midnight, much earlier than planned.
Wednesday: After a miserable night on an uncomfortable pull-out bed, I leave with Scott earlier than planned to get Mitch (based on Marsha being afraid Mitch would just be kicking around Wilmington for an hour, bored). It was a very smart move. We got to Wilmington around 4, and meet Mr. Fisher (great guy). We steal Mitch and let him sleep for a while, as he had come in on a red-eye. After a four hour drive, we end up at the bachelor party at around 8:15, just on time. We played a round of glow at a very fun course, and everyone libated themselves quite thoroughly (as well as a prevalence of certain fumes and illegal sundries that forced Scott outside for a while). Crashed around 2:30 after drunk-texting Ash.
Thursday – We get up early to drive back to Raleigh, to pick up Marcie. Our timing again is impeccable – we get there within 5 minutes within her being ready to get picked up. We hightail it down to Wilmington to get the ferry. We get to the island and the house (AN AMAZING HOUSE which I naturally took zero photos of) with about 20 minutes before the rehearsal. Simple rehearsal, beautiful area. The rehearsal dinner went well, and it was a good chance to catch up with family. We stopped by the “friend houses” to party, but still riding 4 hours of drunksleep, we left after a half hour and crashed early.
Friday – The wedding was great. It was simply fun. Concise yet touching. They high-fived before their kiss. After some great picture ops (thanks Jon!) we went to the reception for 4 hours of fratranization. I gave my speech (went well) and Scott jumped into the ocean in his suit. It happens. Then it was onto the friend-houses for the after part while Ash acclimated herself more comfortably with the old knitters. Many hours of drunken fun, including a game of Asshole that I vaguely remember. I somehow managed to stumble home, not knowing directions, and, as Ash put it, collapsed into bed, possibly asleep before I actually hit it.
Saturday – After a brunch with the family and friends, Ash and I depart. Pop drives us up to Raleigh for our 6pm flight. We spend an hour in the USED book store in the airport (holy crap!) and I pick up some great books, two about baseball, and one about Mars. When did I get into non-fiction? Then the lightning starts. We are put on the plane, only to be told we can’t move because the plane has no fuel -> fuel trucks can’t come out when there’s lightning -> there was lots of lightning. An hour later, we take off. We’re told our connector in Minnesota is holding, but we’ll have to run. We get there, RUN (I’m out of shape) to our plane, make it with a few minutes, only to have them say “We have to wait for the luggage” D’oh! We get into Sacramento at 11:30 to find out that the mountain pass back to Reno is snowed out and we can’t pass. Back to the Days Inn it is!
Sunday – We tool around historic “old” Sacramento, where we eat a yummy breakfast. We drive home only to realize we’re catching up on the last of the storm. So we stop in a little shop in Truckee and pick up two hardcover version of Jurassic Park and Lost World for a total of $2.60. Yeah! And then we got home. I was in bed by 11pm.
All in all, a good trip. Pics to come soon.