Somewhere in Pennsylvania
It's not exactly roughing it with a 30-bunk heated cabin (with full kitchen and flushing toilets), but with all the combustible goodies we had in store for the Fading Bachelor, there was no way we were going to be confined to such walls—no matter how stocked they were with charming taxidermied game and colorful 12-gauge Christmas lights. By the good LORD's provision and reasonable discretion of temporarily unleashed suburbanites (but really because of His protection), our casualties were limited to one lost iPhone. The elements were also much colder than expected, which put unprepared yours truly right in the crosshairs of a real nasty cold (over which I was at least able to process these distinctly memorable images while sidelined from the office).
So Eric, some takeaways from the weekend for your upcoming marriage: always keep your guns down, continually invest in authentic fellowship, and be prepared for the unexpected. May the LORD keep you (plural) and bless you, may His face shine upon you. Love you, K+E.