Ugh. I could barely lift my head from my pillow this morning.
I partied hard in Staunton this weekend. (cutesy little town.) Shakespearean plays, giant cranberry muffins, a camera museum. This girl is worn out!
I wrote about Staunton before I left, you can read the post here.
You’ll remember that I was severely bummed that my best pal wasn’t coming.
I had a nice surprise waiting for me:
We had tickets to Friday’s performance of The Two Gentlemen of Verona at the American Shakespeare Center.
My favorite line:
“Nay, I rhyme!”
I committed the ultimate crime and took a secret photo before the play started.
We crashed Cracker Barrel at 10 pm for grub…
…and danced in the hallways of our hotel.
But the fun had only just begun…
Saturday morning we attempted to use our awesome spy skills to prank the shower occupant, only we don’t actually have awesome spy skills.
Yup. It stuck.
Worst case scenario: calling the fire department to come get my aunt out of the bathroom. Only, her clothes were still in the room.
Best case: The door still unlocks from inside and remove visible parts of the bobby pin.
I had a super healthy breakfast at Mugshots, complete with Orange Crush and a cranberry muffin.
We walked the streets of Staunton. (Waiting for the jokes…)
[I wanted this dress to be black so bad.]
Staunton is home to a great little camera museum. They have one of the 3 original cameras carried by the Japanese at Pearl Harbor, a Nazi Luftwaffe camera, and all kinds of other fascinating tools of the trade. Definitely need to check it out.
[Drew & Marvin, you should check out his fan page.]
The best fun of the weekend was the new tradition we’ve started.
It all began at a Sheetz station. I left Drew in the car with my keys.
Drew refuses to unlock the doors until we have all danced outside the car.
And thus, a new family roadtrip tradition has begun:
Some of the dances of the day:
The shake your boobs for everybody
I can only thank God that the video is fuzzy.