Lake Erie Escapades

Yesterday afternoon, my brother Matt and I drove off to Presque Isle (Lake Erie) with another brother/sister pair, a brother/sister trio, and a couple other girls. (Three of the girls came to go to the college student retreat this weekend.) We played volleyball in the sand and ate some food. Some of us skipped stones across the waves, one studied algebra, and four of the girls climbed atop the lifeguard chair to visit. Shortly before they descended, three of them sang a song they wrote - about how they were studious, plain nuns who disliked volleyball and loved big words (it was, of course, somewhat tongue in cheek).
We were trekking "home," plenty of time to return before curfew at 10:30, when AK sighted an ice cream place and we added an extra stop to our journey.

A delightful evening - I felt a little like a college dorm-dwelling student and saw a little more why my brother likes it so well here.

(And don't worry, we still made it back by 10:30.)