I woke up that night feeling a little rough, very bugbitten, but completely alive. I was the first up, and first in the water. We spent a good deal of the morning swimming and then packing, and eventually made our way out in the high heat, just Bailey, Justin, Hunter, and I. When we got out, Bailey went his own way, and the three of us went to Justin’s so they could shower off, then to Paul’s so I could. From there, we went, with Paul, to Bambino’s where we drank margaritas that just hit the spot bullseye. Justin and Hunter left from there to go fishing, but Paul and I went for ice cream. On Felicia’s recommendation, I went and got a blueberry frapp. Then we headed back to Paul’s place and relaxed until he went to StL for the evening to help Lucia move. I relaxed, a bit worn, and that night had Scott deliver a pizza. He was going to come hang after his shift ended, and it even ended early, but I was again asleep.
