Nor Cal
We went to California!
Clav, Wells, and I rented a jeep and headed south to visited Deeker down in San Jose. Although there was a rough start (1am) our trip it was great times.
We stopped in Gilroy at the outlet stores on the way back up to San Jose and tried a garlic Jelly Belly. That afternoon we got to San Jose and met up with Kevin. Next stop, Clav's choice of fun, the amusement park. For a small chunk of change(50.00!) we rode every ride in that Great American Amusement park. What a burst. Everyone cowboyed up and rode every ride in the park - with the exception of a couple size restrictions! Walk of shame, happens the best of us Clav....
Kevin, his girlfriend Laura and his roomates were very welcoming. Great hosts. The 3 of us are so unconspicuous;-) 3 visitors averaging 6'4 in size...no one asked us if we played basketball at all...-It was so good to see Kevin and where he is at down there. He gave us a grand tour of his school and cadavers. San Jose is something else...I was able to determine the economic status of each girl in the safeway by the size of their diamonds. I also shopped in the largest safeway ever. Kevin and his roomates had school during the days so... the tour guide (Wells) and his 2 little followers (Clav and me) were on our own...
One day we visited Santa Cruz to see where the guys had previously set up shop right on the beach. Santa Cruz is so cute and loaded with great shopping. Ladies, the shopping...breathtaking. Maybe cause I was broke that it was truly suffocating. We frolicked in the surf. Clav more that others. I lost the suite in the first wave. Yikes. I sat the rest out.
Another day of shopping and again one of largest malls I have ever seen. After miss placing Clav for 3 hrs and a trip to the largest Home Depot ever...we headed back to Kevin's place where we put on the suites and hung out pool side. Other than Clav's ADD it was peace full at the pool. And so, why not bring down the maragrita mixes...and just because I was not able to catch the foot ball with my feet, and because I am a girl, they made me walk miles back to the house and get goods...once back by the pool Margaritaville was on.
That night was what we all (especially Wells) had been waiting for! It was July 20th and Rascal Flatts were playing in San Jose at an outside venue. Opening act.... Gary Allan! That's right, Gary. And he was just great. Did I mention dead sexy. Thanks Kevin and Laura for that experience cause it made my summer!
We headed home the next day...only a 24 hr drive (usually shorter but we had Clav...."chronic wanderer every
time we stop for gas") Trip home was decent...until I had to chose the grass patch outside of the jeep vs snuggling in the back seat where I had made my home. The boys had to sleep since they were the drivers so they went ahead, layed back their chairs (hey Wells, would you like to use my pillow - I don't need it) I'm not 2ft tall....so i picked the ground. The grass was totally sleepable except for the fact sprinklers came on at 4:17am, my pillow was unavailable, i had one blanket, and we were in America.
Clav, Wells, and I rented a jeep and headed south to visited Deeker down in San Jose. Although there was a rough start (1am) our trip it was great times.
We stopped in Yosemite National Park on the way down which was amazing. Clav and I were blessed with a wise tour guide who took us on one of the easiest hikes of our lives. After 6 hrs of pure 
climbing we had to buy the "failure to reach the top" t-shirt. Our excuse was the large black clouds rolling in which, in the end, did not develop into anything.
climbing we had to buy the "failure to reach the top" t-shirt. Our excuse was the large black clouds rolling in which, in the end, did not develop into anything.
We stopped in Gilroy at the outlet stores on the way back up to San Jose and tried a garlic Jelly Belly. That afternoon we got to San Jose and met up with Kevin. Next stop, Clav's choice of fun, the amusement park. For a small chunk of change(50.00!) we rode every ride in that Great American Amusement park. What a burst. Everyone cowboyed up and rode every ride in the park - with the exception of a couple size restrictions! Walk of shame, happens the best of us Clav....
Kevin, his girlfriend Laura and his roomates were very welcoming. Great hosts. The 3 of us are so unconspicuous;-) 3 visitors averaging 6'4 in size...no one asked us if we played basketball at all...-It was so good to see Kevin and where he is at down there. He gave us a grand tour of his school and cadavers. San Jose is something else...I was able to determine the economic status of each girl in the safeway by the size of their diamonds. I also shopped in the largest safeway ever. Kevin and his roomates had school during the days so... the tour guide (Wells) and his 2 little followers (Clav and me) were on our own...One day we visited Santa Cruz to see where the guys had previously set up shop right on the beach. Santa Cruz is so cute and loaded with great shopping. Ladies, the shopping...breathtaking. Maybe cause I was broke that it was truly suffocating. We frolicked in the surf. Clav more that others. I lost the suite in the first wave. Yikes. I sat the rest out.
Another day of shopping and again one of largest malls I have ever seen. After miss placing Clav for 3 hrs and a trip to the largest Home Depot ever...we headed back to Kevin's place where we put on the suites and hung out pool side. Other than Clav's ADD it was peace full at the pool. And so, why not bring down the maragrita mixes...and just because I was not able to catch the foot ball with my feet, and because I am a girl, they made me walk miles back to the house and get goods...once back by the pool Margaritaville was on.
That night was what we all (especially Wells) had been waiting for! It was July 20th and Rascal Flatts were playing in San Jose at an outside venue. Opening act.... Gary Allan! That's right, Gary. And he was just great. Did I mention dead sexy. Thanks Kevin and Laura for that experience cause it made my summer!
We headed home the next day...only a 24 hr drive (usually shorter but we had Clav...."chronic wanderer every
time we stop for gas") Trip home was decent...until I had to chose the grass patch outside of the jeep vs snuggling in the back seat where I had made my home. The boys had to sleep since they were the drivers so they went ahead, layed back their chairs (hey Wells, would you like to use my pillow - I don't need it) I'm not 2ft tall....so i picked the ground. The grass was totally sleepable except for the fact sprinklers came on at 4:17am, my pillow was unavailable, i had one blanket, and we were in America.
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