Picnicing Under Overpasses

This is where it all began.

A picnic had been planned, and it was to be a grand one. There were six of us embarking on this adventure- Woogie, Gigi, Livvy, Charlemagne Jafar, Tiffyface, and myself. I had decided to bring a fruit tray, because hey- who doesn't love fruit trays?

The adventure began with me embarking for the first time to the house of Mr. Charlemagne Jafar. I parked outside, and he came out to greet me. With fruit tray in hand, I set out with him, first to Wawa, then to our agreed-upon picnic spot. Along the way, Mr. Charlemagne Jafar and I discussed several important and distinguished topics, such as the possibility of owning a pet raccoon.

Fortunately, Wawa was not very far from Charlemagne's house. We got there within a reasonable amount of time, he purchased two Wawa iced teas, and we continued our journey to find our companions.

Not long after, we reached a set of train tracks. Here we found the rest of our friends waiting for us. We all set off together to reach our picnic spot- a large patch of dirt under an overpass. To get to this magical place, we first had to walk along a rather lengthy section of train tracks. Off to one side of the tracks was a large area of woods and weeds. I happened to spot a group of tiger lilies out of the corner of my eye, and made a comment about them being my favorite flower. Out of nowhere, Mr. Charlemagne dropped everything he was carrying, and made a mad dash toward the flowers. He then promptly returned, clutching a lily in his hand and presented it to me. I was taken rather by surprise but accepted the flower, and soon we were on our way again.

After hacking through some rather tall grasses and shrubbery, we reached our destination. A rather un-glamourous patch of dirt alongside an incredibly skanky river. We laid out our food and began to eat.

In the middle of our meal, Mr. Charlemagne spotted a rather large leaf floating down the river. He decided it would be a most excellent idea to go charging into the river shouting "LEAF", and then to bring the giant leaf back to our picnic spot, shaking dirt and river skank everywhere. Including on my fruit tray. I still have not forgiven him for this.

We were all then coerced my Charlemagne and Tiffyface to join them in frolicking in the river and its dubious amounts of skank. Most of us did not want to swim, but between Charlemagne and Tiffyface, we were unable to resist. I personally was picked up by Charlemagne and carried into the river against my wishes. Much splashing, laughter, and possibly a few screams ensued.

Once we were all river-ed out, we climbed the banks and sat down to dry off. It was during this time that someone (my memory fails me as to who) threw cake. This started an all-out cake-throwing war between a few of us, and after 15 minutes of chasing and icing-smearing, we were all thoroughly covered in river skank and blue icing.

And what a glorious adventure it was.