guess what happens in eight days?
mysery girls trip #6!!!
this date is the same on my calendar each year, money is paid, trust is placed on the planner, and then, we wait.
but the wait is almost over!
we have no idea where we are going, all we know is that we will all be together and likely in some body of water (a girls trip theme).
sarah will be here from portland, robin & jami from denver, and for three days all will be right in the world.
i realized that i never documented last year's trip on the blog.
so here are a few of the crappy pictures i took. i was too busy floating in a pool or sunbathing while putting a drink to my face to snap decent pics. but i think you'll get the idea.
mystery girls trip #5
year: 2014
planner: emily
destination: galveston
mode of transportation: a big white kidnapper van filled with personalized coolers full of snacks
accommodations: a huge, historic, victorian, f'in HAUNTED house (with a pool, no less)
entertainment: the muddy waters of the gulf of mexico. it may not be the crystal blue waters of florida, but it sure smells the same and sounds the same and soothes the soul the same.
dress code for the beach: apparently hats
we walked to the strand, ate fried seafood at a crab shack, shopped for shells and drank abita strawberry on a pier. bliss.
and when we weren't hitting the beach, you could find us in the pool. we had such a hard time getting out to shower for dinner that some of us bathed in the pool with travel sized shampoo. do NOT tell the home-owner. k? thanks.
we ate delicious home-cooked meals together at the giant dining room table, we read magazines on the wrap-around porch, we were haunted by ghosts to the point of little/no sleep (i wish i was kidding, i may have cried and made marcy hold my hand until we fell asleep with the lights on).
emily arranged for us to take a "dance class" to learn some sexy-time moves in the comfort of our own home. i have pictures i could post of said class, but then i wouldn't have friends anymore, so just use your imagination. or not.
oh, how i love it so.
i don't even care where we end up this year.
just as long as we're together.
love,
coco
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