Lots of people from the Crowd sat together at some point or another.

Mark caught Aaron checking his e-mail from their trunk and preserved it for posterity.

The men's bathroom smelled like issola. We were really confused. Mark took a picture to prove it (typo and all). So far as we know, no sections of the country club smelled like teckla or yendi or vallista, though now that I think of it, my entree may have tasted like kethna.

Is it really sad that "tastes like kethna" is a commonly used phrase around here?

Michelle and Scott have their first dance. Which was lovely and sweet.

Later, people joined in.

Amber and Jenny.

Marte. Em. Aaron. Amber.

Amber was getting creative with everyone's crayons, to Jenny's amusement. (Pictured behind them: Vanya and Jim.)

I took this to show off the manicure Michelle got me, my first manicure ever. Bogota Blackberry. Jen suspects that there is not an actual special blackberry particular to Bogota. I don't really mind. I liked it. (You can tell that's a new keyboard, because my fingers haven't eaten the letters off yet.)

You can go home. Or you can email me your pictures if you were there and have some. That would be good.