Reno!

It was my good friend Whitney Adams wedding on May 22nd in Reno Nevada. Me, Weston, and my friend Brad drove down there on Thurdsday night so that we had plenty of time to get to the ceremony on Friday. If you have ever driven to Reno you know that it is not the most beautiful drive in the world. It's a whole bunch of nothing, then you all of a sudden run into a city. We stayed at the Peppermill hotel and casino for the night and went swimming with some of the craziest people that we have ever met. Besides smoking all over our clothesFor example: the guy in the hot tub told us that he played baseball in Oregon for 6 years from 2000-2003 and had so many coaches that he couldn't remember the head coaches name.

On Friday we went to the ceremony, which was beautiful, and then melted in the heat for an hour to watch them take pictures. The next day we had to drive 30 miles off of the freeway and into the middle of nowhere called Fallon Nevada: Whit's home town. We got to the house and after Weston played basketball with Whit's brothers and new husband we decided that we could not possibly stay in Nevada any longer and drove home that night. Everything was going fine until we stopped in Wendover at 2:00am to get a drink and Weston didn't make a complete stop at the stop sign and got a ticket.