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Just to fill you in; I was in Seaside, FL all last week for my Cousin’s wedding. It took place this last Saturday and it was great.

Now that you’re caught up, the joke that I kept making before going on this trip was that it was going to be a week of drunken debauchery and I’d come back questioning my morals and wondering what I was doing with my life. Oddly enough, that was accomplished by Wednesday. Go me!

Just to give you a quick recap and hit some highlights of the trip, my cousin, Sam, and I drove down late Saturday night. We got to Seaside at roughly five in the morning. Luckily we were able to get into one of the many beach houses the families of both the bride and the groom had rented. The rest of the day was spent enjoying the beach before we had to start the process of picking more people up from various airports. The next few days were spent enjoying the sunshine, laughing, joking, going to the only bar there, dancing, and all around having a good time all while more and more friends and family kept coming in.

There was one particular night in which I literally talked to every singer person in the bar that was full of at least a hundred people. I even made friends with the DJ that night and walked her to her car that evening. We hung out for a while and talked about random stuff. I now know that she feels bad for how crazy Brittney Spears has gotten, she has a day job working for an architecture firm, and she’s going to the University of Miami in the fall to study architecture. (On a side note, I’ve been told that I give off a very nonthreatening vibe, and people just open up to me.)

After I had walked the DJ to her car I came back to the beach house and several of my friends were still awake waiting for me. It was that evening that I got the nickname, “the Mayor of Seaside”. Apparently most people don’t just talk to everyone; and they then gave me a much deserved hard time for it.

The rest of the week was pretty much a continuation of this fantastic path of partying that we had set it on.

However, when my cousin’s wedding did roll around, I was surprised at how great it turned out. It was absolutely the best wedding that I have ever been to. They had it and the reception right there on the beach. They even built a dance floor out there on the sand. While I’m sure not everyone danced, I think I picked up the slack for those who didn’t.

Here’s a few pictures. For some reason, I somehow avoided having my picture taken most of the trip. I don’t know why I did this, but I do remember dodging out of the way several times. Perhaps as more pictures start to surface, I’ll post them. (Side note #2, this trip made me realize that I need to get a camera.)

Some of us guys… Day 1