Our best friends came out for the weekend and of course it was fabulous.... until I fainted. Yeah, that happened. I didn't even realize I did it. Next thing I know, Emory was gently brushing my shoulder and telling me I had another episode. That's what we call it because it's not dainty. Up until then, we watched Drunk History. I wish this was a thing when I was in school. I might would have remembered names a little better. I might remember dates and scenarios too. It's freaking hilarious. We went to Solvang after our best friends left. We took our little buddy with us because it was a little late notice to drop him off at the communes (yep two different communes). We did drop by the Port commune to pick up some boat gear for the Oxnard commune. At the Oxnard stop which was closer to our destination, we let Mozart run around their beautiful yard. We just missed the kiddos there because the children went off to another adventure for the week. We filled up on water and...
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