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One of the reasons I chose to forgo going home for Christmas and push my break back until January was that one of my long time best friends was having her bachelorette party the second weekend of January.  Unfortunately, I will be in California for her wedding, so I made a huge point to be there for the bachelorette.

January 10th, 2014 we embarked on a 4 hour road trip to Bryson City, North Carolina.  It’s roughly an hour east of Asheville in a quaint mountain town.

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12 girls headed for a fun bachelorette weekend.  We stopped about 2 hours up the road at a local Wal*Mart for dry erase boards for each car so we could communicate.  It was something fun that Lauryn and I would do on road trips in the past.  We still had what seemed like forever to go before arriving at our cabin.

After driving up the mountain, we finally found our road which was a measly 6 feet across winding road.  We had finally arrived at Cloud 8.

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Of course, the entire way up to the mountain, I encourage Lauryn to take pictures of the scenery, so the first thing I did when we arrived at the cabin, was take pictures.

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There were 12 girls and 13 sleeping spots.  PERFECT! Everyone had a bed to sleep in.  The house was beautiful.  It was the picture perfect mountain house for a weekend get-a-way.

We immediately got a grocery list together and headed back down the mountain for food.  One thing to know about mountain towns is that there are all types of people.  Not to be stereotypical but some without teeth.  I’m sure they are nice people, but when you think mountain man, yeah you know what I picture, that’s what they looked like.  Regardless of the people, it was the epitome of a mountain town.

After getting food, we went home, ate dinner, and started the festivities.

First things first.

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The next portion of the night was the lingerie party.  Lauryn received some beautiful gifts.  Some were more than just lingerie…

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Lauryn received a game where you had to pass the banana between your legs to another person without dropping it.

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As you can tell, we had fun with this game.

On Saturday, we went exploring to see what kind of fun pictures we could take.  This is what we came up with.

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The rest of the evening we hung out at the cabin and enjoyed each other’s company.  Ok so maybe there were some games and dance parties.

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There are many different things to do on a bachelorette party.  Being that I had my fancy camera, I decided to take before and after pictures of all the girls.  I figured it’d be a fun way to remember the girls trip!

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Just a fun way for all of us to remember the trip!

It was a wonderful, much needed, relaxing, girls weekend celebrating one of my best friends and her upcoming marriage.

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