2.04.2017

Day Three: The Party

Although the travelling companions try to get out and do something every day, this was not a sight-seeing trip, everyone was in town for a party. Susan's group were not the only ones to drop in by plane and it was a big deal for the hosts to have everybody together. Susan was just happy to be out of the house for a couple of days.

Day Three began with sunshine, blue skies, big fluffy clouds and Nat's Coffee Shop where Susan ordered the first thing on the menu, Sausage Benedict. She almost went with the chorizo and eggs and was glad she didn't because the sausage was home made and outrageous. 

The little group was on a strict schedule, they still had to fit in a trip to Nordstrom Rack, then pop back to the hotel for a quick nap before getting to the party in time to snag a prime parking spot.

It was a good party with lots of prosecco, a digital photo booth, a multiple choice game for prizes and an intense chocolate raspberry cake. However, the guests of honor, as far as Susan was concerned, were these two guys and their big paella pan:
 By the end of the evening Susan was shot, she possessed no more energy to talk or drink or eat or even pay attention. All she wanted to do was go back to the hotel and put on her stretchy pants. The party was still going on, but she used her powers of persuasion to convince two thirds of her little group to climb into the rental car and deliver her from having to socialize one moment longer.

The End.

Never, never, never give up. 
~ Churchill

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