This past Saturday was the company picnic at the beach. We all went to Rockaway Beach and the company paid for rooms for each of us at the Surfside Resort Motel.
I didn’t want to drive, so I hitched a ride with some co-workers (Johnny, Trish, and Autumn to be exact). Johnny drove, Trish played navigator and Autumn and I rode in the back. Autumn slept, my stomach was growling, and I could have sworn that Trish and Johnny were married by the way they carried on. Overall it was a good trip with no one strangling each other.
When we arrived at the motel, we all got our rooms, put on our sweatshirts (this is the Oregon coast remember) and went down to the beach to play some team volleyball. For some reason, everyone there thought that I was some sort of volleyball god. There were 4 teams and to win the tournament and it came down to a tie breaker match to win between the team that I was on and another team. Needless to say, the team that I was on won and now I have a medal on my desk as well as the trophy.
After winning we all took little break in our rooms (I actually went up to Megan and Ernest’s room with Terra) where we hung out and watched TV. Then we went back down to the beach to eat, make S’mores, drink and hang out. Lana got me out into the water up to my ankles in exchange for promising to get me a cool FBI visor when she goes back to DC. The water was so cold it hurt.
A while after night fell, we went to the party rooms where board games and drinking games were played. After the drunken debauchery was over, Terra and I stayed up a had a great conversation.
The ride back the next morning was a bit less animated as we all had hangovers of some kind. There are lots of photos, so I will put them up when we get them back.