the best kind of weekends.

the kind where you get to go away for the night with your best friend.

and have the greatest conversations all the way up the mountain.

and when you get there, you see you'll be staying in a cabin-like, one-bedded room, 

with a shared bathroom (with the entire floor, ehem). oh, and a house cat. ahhhchoooo!!!

oh, hello there 1970's rose duvet.

 the kind where you sleep 3 to a bed

and you bring your finest suitcase for the occasion.

see? 3 to a bed. it was epic.

 the kind where your allergies come out of nowhere 

& you barely even know who you are anymore through all that snot.

the kind where you laugh so hard that you fart a little. or a lot.

the kind where you get to be apart of the most beautiful wedding you've ever seen.

and meet some of the kindest people you'll ever meet.

yeah, it was definitely the best kind of weekend.