Last Day!

Man, leaving this place was rough. Especially with the oodles of friends staying behind.

We spent the morning having breakfast, then a game of Cards Against Humanity with coffee on the deck. When the clouds started to break, we scooted off to the beach!

And I ruined every photo we took.

And we saw this group of gents representing Team America so hard that it hurt.

Finally, after lunch and some bittersweet goodbyes, Jason and I were once again stuck in a car for hours and hours on end... until we reached that glorious pitstop known as Fredericksburg.

And Jason had his first ever meal at Sunken Well!

For you haters out there (read: Joey), it was delicious.

As with any vacation, the worst part is the unpacking. This is especially hard when your friends are still at the beach and you know that while you're buried in piles and piles of sandy and ketchup-stained dirty laundry, they're trying to solve the important problems, like how much hot tub time is too much hot tub time.

Times are tough.