Day 6 was our last full day of our trip. We woke up early and I was told the sunrise was beautiful but if I wanted to catch it, I'd better hurry. I grabbed my camera -- which was only dirty, not damaged [but mom, if you want to buy me a new one that would be great] -- and took off down the street. Dan soon joined me and we walked down to the park at the end of the street and took some photos.
When we got back to the house, it was still gorgeous outside and my friend said we should go to a different lake because it was supposed to rain and we should hurry and get there before it rained. And so we did. Grabbed water bottles and off we went.
This deer crossed in front of us and then just stood there looking at us for a very long time.
After several bumps and a somewhat entertaining / fearing-for-my-life drive, we stopped at Emerald Lake. It was the place dreams are made of.
After we got back to town, we met up with some more of the group for lunch. My husband later took this photo of me and my friends.
I wasn't sure how vacationing together would work, but it was amazing. These are two of the best friends a girl could ask for. I didn't have to worry about saying something or doing something wrong because I knew I would and I knew they'd accept it as part of who I am. There is something wonderful about knowing that no matter what you do, your friends will laugh with you and cry with you and support you. I felt so lucky to be sharing this beautiful place and wonderful time with them.
And finally, one last trip to the local ice cream shop. My friend's little guy had so much fun with it:
The next morning, we loaded up our 'Nox, one of my friends loaded her car, and most of us left the yellow house on Elk Street. We took one last group photo on the porch:
We drove all the way home that day. Eleven hours of driving, but so many memories made that I didn't even mind the drive.