The First United Methodist Church there has a terrific sanctuary reminiscent of old English cathedrals or something such as that.
Afterwards we went out to eat and I took some photos of our wacky bunch blowing off pent-up steam after the services:
Me and my Aunty. I have the kewlest relatives of anybody on the planet. I always looked up to this particular Aunty and Unka, probably because their wedding was the first one I took part in. I was 10 years old and a candle-lighter, and I felt very grown-up and responsible. At any rate, Aunty was the youngest of the siblings and was always pretty and trendy and with-it. I thought she was the bomb.
And she still is! :)