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Seth's prov.


       Our plane leaves at 5am. Everyone in the house is rushing to get things packed because we all forgot about packing until now, and its 2am.. We all got our basic items; clothes, money, basic "What I need to smell decent" junk, and a few "Why not" things as well. That is, except for Zannon. When deciding on things to bring, he brings his whole bed room. 'sigh'

       once we got everyone in to the car, we realized we all don't fit in one vehicle. The result: Me driving,  Grace in the passenger seat with Aspin on her lap, Braxton sitting in the seat behind me with Angeline on his lap, behind the passenger seat is Lena, in-between her and Braxton is Zayle. Sam is sitting on the center console, then Ben and Zannon are in the trunk with all our luggage. hopefully they aren't to cramped. Oh well..

      It took us a while to get to the air port, but we made it at 4:15. half the group found seats for us to sit and wait, the other half went to get food for everyone sense we didn't have time to eat at the house.

      We settled on coffee and those good ass muffins they sell. Bringing them back to the rest of the group was a challenge for sure. People kept running into us, Zannon kept running off, Aspin wanted to eat all the food, I dropped one muffin, but played it off like nothing  happened. 'Ill give that one to Sam'..

      As I got closer to the rest of the group, I noticed people were looking at all of us weirdly. And I figured out why.. Braxton still had pajama pants on, with a sweatshirt, and messy hair covered by a hat, Angeline had her faded blue hair pulled up into a messy bun, with basket-ball shorts on, one of Braxton's hoodies, flip-flops, glasses, and sitting on Braxton passed out with drool running from her mouth onto his shoulder. Zayle was in ripped jeans, baggy Metallica shirt with stains on it, lion slippers, messed up make up, and passed out on Lena's shoulder. Zannon was in his boxers.. cookie monster boxers, A band hoodie, gray beanie, no shoes and coffee spilt down the front of him. Aspin has her hair pulled up into a bun, with only one gauge in, and wearing a bear kigurami. and vans. Sam looks on point to be honest. Ben has his old cracked glasses on, frizzy hair, basket ball shorts, converse, stained wife beater, tired eyes, and face stuffed into a computer. Me, I have my hair in a beanie, pajama pants, hoodie, no gauges, and carrying a sleeping grace on my back with drool running down the front of my hoodie.  Needless to say, we look like junk.

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      We finally bordered our plane at 5:10am and left about 5:45. Most of us were passed out the whole flight. I know I was.

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      We found our hotel at 3pm. It was bigger than expected, but that's always good. We split the rooms just as we talked about before, and spit up.  Our hotel rooms had 2 beds each, plus a pull out couch if needed. A mini fridge, tv, phone, and of course, an over sized bathroom.  But it was nice.

      When we all got settled into the rooms, we met outside. "Any ideas on where to start?" Angeline asked. " OCEAN" Zannon, and Aspin yelled. "Ocean it is then" Ben stated.

      After about 30 or so minutes to walk there, we finally made it. Instantly, Everyone was in the water. But me. I as walking towards this hut that was allowing you to rent paddle boards. Sooooo, I rented 3. Bringing them to the water was difficult, not heavy but they were just awkward to carry. But when I finally managed to get them to my designated area, they were gone. Zannon and Zayle on one, Aspin with Grace, and Ben with Angeline. Braxton, Lena, me, and Sam all stayed back and watched as they tried to keep balance with 2 people on one. They all fell off.

      Day #1 of vacation: complete

     


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