Most importantly, the hotel has seating groups on each floor where several people can gather for social activities, like playing Five Crowns card game.
On the day of the wedding we had to drive up the mountain to reach the
wedding resort. Ann mentioned the sheer drop-offs just to the right of our right tire and admonished me to drive with care. When it got pretty scary, they put sticks with reflectors up every ten feet to let you know not to get too close. Only two sections had guardrails of any kind. It was dark and I couldn't see well, but I hesitate to think how much worse it had to be to actually put up guardrails. The wedding was very low key, with good people, good food, and bad dancers. We left early to get Grandpa back home to the hotel. Alan and Vicky were very gracious hosts all week long, opening their gorgeous house for breakfasts and dinners with lots of people. It was the first Armstrong family reunion since Dad's 90th birthday last September. Now we need to wait a year, or even better two so that we can all rebuild our savings for the next reunion. Las Vegas was tossed around little bit as being a cheap destination. Al and Vick would come, but would bring their kayaks and a tent. I'd bring my pension money and see if I can become one of the 1%. Probably the wrong 1%.
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