Brian participated in a diving contest off of the boat...he performed the only watermelon...The final night was amazing. We had a farewell party at Rose Hall which was a local haunted mansion.There were tours of the house, dinner, drinks, and a stage for entertainment.
The evening ended with a stellar fireworks display... A perfect end to the perfect trip.
We had a blast...but I was so ready to get home. After a long..LONG day of travelling we arrived home at 9:30 on Tuesday night. I crept into their rooms, gently woke them up, and gave them all big hugs and kisses. They looked at me with sweet sleepy eyes...and just looked confused. Not really happy...just a little confused...and really sleepy. Not quite the homecoming I expected. No big grins, smiles, or looks of joy. Just really, really, really sleepy. Oh well. I'm happy they weren't sad while I was gone...but they could have looked a little more excited about seeing me, right?