Ah, the reunion

I found myself having second thoughts as I hobbled across the parking lot and into the Casino Fandango where the cocktail party was held. I vocalized my concern, and Jenn said she, too, was having second thoughts. It was as awkward as ever walking into the private room for the event -- seeing faces I haven't seen in a long time and even people I don't remember at all. I found a few familiar people, ones that I felt comfortable getting off to a start with.

It was hard not to ask the same, boring questions, but as the night wore on, it only became difficult to talk with the ones that I really had nothing in common with. The others, well, I actually had several lengthy conversations and I realized this reunion thing wasn't so bad after all. It was weird, awkward and uncomfortable for the most part, but enjoyable too. Sounds like masachism, I know. For a few minutes I wished I were going to the main event, but with Beth being in DC, I don't think I would have enjoyed that nearly as much.

After things wrapped up at the Casino Fandango, part of the group moved to the JT in town. Some were saying that was where the event should have been held, and I agree. But we made it there anyway, had more good conversations and caught up with people I literally went to school with from K-12. That's the strange thing about these small towns, not too many people go to school together from start to finish. I theorized with one such person that there were probably 50+ people in our graduating class that fit that description.

In the end, the cocktail party was just enough. I enjoyed catching up with old friends and learning about others who didn't attend.