Last weekend Reid led me and the Jo-tel on a camping trip to Angel Island. There was reading, discussion of Shakespeare, knife-throwing, abandoned building exploring, fajita making, and a lot of hard liquor.
The night was very windy but it was an excellent sensation to wake up during the night and realize that we were on an island in the middle of the bay.
We took the ferry there and back and had a ridiculously expensive meal at Hooters on our return. It took me about 3 days to recover from the one night trip.
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