10.13.2008

It all started as a joke...

No really, it did. It started last Tuesday. The guys were sending emails out to try and organize a football game for Saturday morning. I sarcastically responded saying if somebody paid half I would fly out. That got Seth thinking that he could pitch in, and others could pitch in, and then I'd end up flying to Utah for the weekend. At that point it became real. I then told Eliot that I was thinking about going to Utah for the weekend. He sarcastically said, "Road trip?" and I agreed. That all happened Tuesday afternoon. With that we made arrangements to miss Friday and drive to Utah. What followed was a great weekend.

I got into work a little early on Thursday so I could take off by 5:00 and drive to Berkeley and meet up with Eliot. Two hours later I finally made it to his apartment and packed my stuff in his car. I made sure my car was empty (with the exception of the 72 hour emergency backpack I always left in the back, more on that later.) After some quick food and shopping we were off to Utah. Our friends had convinced us to drive through the night so we could make it for "pre-game", a weekly ritual they had started where they all go to lunch together on Fridays and discuss the game coming up on Saturday. Well, we made it. It took us a little over 10 hours from Berkeley. We arrived at about 7:15 AM MST. We were tired, but alive. We took a quick nap and went to lunch with the guys. It was fun. Most everybody was able to go so we all got to catch up and hang out for a couple hours.

After that Eliot and I went to BYU. It was weird being there and not being a student anymore.

We kinda hung around for a while and just took it easy. I had plans to hang out with my friends Ashlee and Becki since Saturday was going to be all day with the guys. After Ash got off of work we went to Cafe Rio and then spent the rest of the night reminiscing of old times. Becki showed up after dinner since she had homework (lame) and joined us in the fun. It was a night of laughs, stories and just hanging out together like old times. Here are some shots of the night:



Saturday was a day centered around football. I woke up around 10:00 to go play a game of touch football. It was really fun and I had an amazing day. Something like 4 touchdown receptions. It was fun. Of course, I am really out of shape since I haven't been doing a whole lot of physical activity since I moved to California. Needless to say, I am now sore.

After that I grabbed a quick bite of lunch with Ashlee and the pictures from the previous night and then was off to Lavell Edwards Stadium. We tailgated and it was a great tailgate. Check out this slideshow from BYU photographers. The second picture is from our tailgate. You can see me on the left side drinking a Dr Pepper. The media loves us. After the tailgate we went to the game where BYU won 21-3. A solid victory.



After the game we all hung out at the Noni Mansion and watched more football and played Rockband. It was a fun day.

Sunday was a day of driving. All day it seemed. And when we finally got to Berkeley I was welcomed with a surprise...



Somebody had broken the rear cargo window on my car and stolen the one thing I had left in it. My 72 hour emergency backpack.

Considering how the trip ended, I would still say it was worth it. I realized how much I miss all my Utah friends and it was very good to see them all again.

3 comments:

Becki said...

i'm sorry i had homework. please forgive me. at least we got to hang out though. think of all the laughs we had! it still makes me smile

Rock said...

Man, your car got worked! What did you have in that 72-hour kit, anyway? You're supposed to keep it to the bare necessities--nothing flashy!

It was good to have you two idiots with us over the weekend. Feel free to do it again when we play the ol' Rebs next weekend.

Adam said...

I bet whoever broke into your car is loving those road flares and MREs.

As one of your "Utah friends," I would like to say it was a pleasure having you back in the Beehive state. Come on down any time, but next time you come bring me a present.