Spring Break 2010

P-COVE!!!!!!


Paradise


Swimmin in the cove


The crew


The tennis master


The gang at Coronado Beach


Our Coronado Beach House


Our humble abode


Joey and I in front of the San Diego Bridge


Hotel Del Coronado


Coronado Beach


Night Riders in Coronado


Right before "ravin' the cave"


Tennis in Geezy


The heated shuffle board match


Spring Break 2010 was a spring break never to be forgotten! I loved every second of it. Our plans were to leave for St. George Saturday morning on May 13th and return to Salt Lake on Thursday afternoon on May 18th. We packed our things up Saturday (afternoon, due to some difficulties deciding who was driving) and took off to catch the sweet sweet rays of St. Geezy.

The ride down was absolute HELL! The four-hour drive turned into a seven-hour drive due to the blizzard from Beaver to Cedar City. We arrived super late and decided to hit the sack (not because we don’t like to party, but because church was in the morn and their were babes waiting for us to hit on them in the chapel). I don’t know what it is about St. George, we never hit on girls in Northern Utah but once we get down south it’s like our hormones shoot through the roof and we go on the search at all the student wards. I can’t say we talk to tons of girls but boy do we stare and sometimes make the catch! (most ladies are catch and release though)

That Sunday we got word that our friends from Utah State (Summer Tillotson and her girls) were coming down and wanted to hang. So Sunday night we headed over to Grandma Tillotson’s for a lovely night of volleyball, swimming, scum, jumping off the waterfall, a little ping-pong and a heated match of shuffle board (which ended with profanity and the double bird). We couldn’t have asked for a better night! When we were leaving they extended the invite to Pirates Cove on Tuesday, an offer we couldn’t refuse.

We had to find something to do while we patiently awaited P-Cove so we decided to round up the troops Monday night to “rave the cave.” (Raving the cave consists of a hike down into a volcanic cave in the ground, which opens up into this huge room, cutting glow sticks, throwing them all over yourselves and the walls and playing hide and go seek) At 1:30 in the morn we rounded up about 20 peeps and went up Snow Canyon to party! We bought about $70 worth of glow sticks and hiked down into the volcanic cave. The estimated hike of 15 minutes turned into over an hour due to lack of directions and leaving from the wrong parking lot but we made it and it was a splendid experience.

When Tuesday rolled around we woke up and headed to the one and only P-COVE! We swam and rocked the water slides for five hours straight. When we were sick of swimming we filmed an MTV Cribs, which was pretty lame but extremely entertaining. When we were departing from the ladies, Summer said, “If you guys get bored in St. George, you should come to Cali.” We laughed and wished them a great trip.

When we awoke in St. George the next day the spirit confirmed to all of us that we needed to be in Cali for the remainder of our trip. After some St. George swimming, beach volleyball, and a little Texas Roadhouse we packed our bags, typed Coronado in the GPS and took off. At the moment of our depart, we were not quite sure if Summer meant what she said but at that moment in time… we didn’t care! We were going to Cali whether she liked it or not!!!

Seven hours and a huge speeding ticket later we made it. It was a sick beach house right on the Coronado Bay and the sweet salty air had never smelt so good. Coronado consisted of day/night bike rides, beach volleyball, $14 nachos, sunrays, tennis, 75-degree weather, Nate’s first encounter with the ocean, beach bon fire, body surfing, and tasty, expensive food among great company. It was a hoot!

Our four day, $50 trip turned out to be an eight day, $300 trip (not including the ticket) and it was worth every penny! So the lesson learned here is, when good times are on the line, and you haven't been invited, invite yourselves... it's worth it!