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The trip to Virginia Beach was really good, and much needed, but it’s good to be back in Columbus.

This was actually our second time to go to VB in as many years. Amy’s friend Krystal got married this time, and last year, Krystal’s twin sister, Keri, likewise jumped the broom. (Read – briefly – about last year’s trip here.) So, while it was a little disconcerting to not have to deal with seeing pre-teen and teenaged girls in skimpy “clothes” everywhere* (last year’s trip was during Spring Break), there was still a sense of familiarity with the surroundings. We once again stopped and stayed at a hotel — the same hotel, in fact — in Hagerstown, MD the first night of travel, and once again headed to the National Zoo in DC the next day. Zoë had a great time again. She especially looked forward to seeing the elephant, because, in her words, “they’ll remember me from last year”. I liked the little guy on the above right, myself.

Next few days were spent actually in Virginia Beach after a few more hours of relatively painless driving. We got a good deal on an oceanfront hotel (like last year) and spent some time on the beach. Saturday was the wedding, which was beautiful and Christ-centered (though the jokes during the homily were a little… preacher-y). It was a bit déjà vu-ish seeing Krystal walk down the aisle and take vows, as her sister who looks just like her just did the same thing twelve months ago. Weird.

The reception was a great time, especially for Z. She was on the dance floor more than anyone the whole night. There’s almost nothing funnier than seeing a three-and-a-half-year-old girl in a pretty spring dress, getting down to Justin Timberlake, and shouting “this is my song!”

Spent Sunday at Krystal’s parents’ house, hanging out with their family and some of the wedding guests, and then headed home that night. Good to be back.

[I wish I had more pictures to show you, but the camera ended up breaking on the third day of the trip. (That does, however, give me a valid reason to purchase this beaut.)]

*: Where are these girls’ fathers? Grandfathers? Uncles? Brothers? Ugh.