stylin', profilin'
So I suppose I'll update about Cali although most of you probably already read it (if you care enough to) on Katie's buuut for those who don't know the monozygote and actually give a shit about my vacay, this is for you. :) Don't worry, it'll be an abbreviated version because a) you probably don't want to read a novel, and b) I'm too fuckin lazy to type everything.
Flew out early Thursday morning, got to San Jose around noon their time. Headed to Monterey/Carmel. Putzed around town, wandered down to the beach, drove all over hill and dale trying to find fast food, went to bed. Friday went to the Aquarium, it was amazing. I petted the cutest sting ray for like 3 minutes, he kept snuggling up to my hand. I fell in love with him instantly. Wandered around Cannery Row then back to the inn to get ready for the rehearsal dinner. Had a blast, met a bunch of Sherry (cousin) and Nick's (groom) friends and closely guarded the margarita table all night. Yes, every Fennell woman in the place had a margarita in hand at all times. That's just how we role. After that a few of us tried to find a bar in Carmel but apparently it's a sleepy town and everything (or so it seemed) was closed before midnight. Lame and a half. So we just went to bed.
Saturday was the wedding and it was absolutely gorgeous. Cold and breezy, but beautiful ceremony. Can't believe Sherry's married! After wedding headed to reception where Katie and I proudly represented the white trash side of the family by drinking beer while everyone else in the place drank wine and/or cocktails. Had a blast there as well, danced, laughed...good times. Left there in search of a bar yet again and finally had some luck and found the Village Pub. Place was full, it was great. Hung with mostly Brandon all night who has decided my name from that point on was simply "Chuh." Had a good time for most part, although people started getting a little sketchy/annoying. Overall fabulous night.
Sunday headed up the Pacific Coast Highway which was fucking gorgeous. Spent night in Paso Robles. Monday drove through valley to Three Rivers. Nothing to do there, everything was closed for the 4th. Sat around. Tuesday spent entire day in Sequoia National Forest. Beautiful but after 6 hours of trees they all look the same. Where the fuck is the alcohol?! Spent the night in Merced. Wednesday the parents and Beth wine tasted while Katie and I sat under the Death Tree. Miracle we didn't join the tree's legions of dead. Headed to aunt and uncle's place for delish dinner. Headed to airport to take the red-eye home. Plane delayed 1.5 hours. Not happy about it. Got home Thursday AM around 10:30.
That's about it. Will post pictures at some point when computer decides to stop raping itself.