Saturday
I was up early Saturday morning in order to get a solid start on what was going to be a long day. My mom and I went to Kohl's for gift shopping but ended up (thanks to the heat) buying light, casual dress clothes for me to wear that day. It was going to be a hot one. By 1:00pm I was in Bowling Green for a very special wedding: my good friends Austin and Korinne wed in a beautiful hour-long ceremony. And holy shit, I am growing up. Between marriages, babies, and new jobs, my friends are really making me feel old and behind. Then again, I consider myself a career guy rather than a family guy, so I have time before I need to start a family.
Sunday
Long. Ass. Day.
I was up early yet again and on the road by 9:00am. This time Colleen and I ventured to Port Clinton via St. Rt. 105. The hour-plus drive was beautiful; the 105-to-163 route to Port Clinton was an adventure worth doing in its own right. Once at Port Clinton we swam briefly on a private beach in Lake Erie (holy crap, much better than a crowded beach) before attending a birthday party for a beautiful 1-year-old baby girl. The weather was fantastic and I got to see a few awesome people before I had to return home in an attempt to return to a normal life in Findlay.
In retrospect this past weekend felt a bit like a dream: fantastic things happened with fantastic people in fantastic places, and I really did not want any of it to end.
Next Up: A long-overdue return to biking, hiking, and river walking over a weekend finally dedicated to me.
B3 out.
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