We woke up feeling great (sarcasm)! As I slowly trudged up the hill past the slip n slide I recollected all the great times we had together. Then a sharp pain shot through my leg and I cursed the slippery plastic. It's a love hate relationship. Mostly love though.
We ate breakfast and were planning on getting back on the water, but we've learned that when great hospitality presents itself to not hurry away from it too quickly. We were convinced (easily) to stay another night. I'm glad we did, because we were able to see a bit more of Hannibal. Everything in the town is named after Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer, Huck Finn, Becky Thatcher, or some other character from one of his books. We helped clean up from the party a little bit, ate at fiddlesticks, watched more mud volleyball, got a few beers from Mark Twain Brewing, and then spent the night listening to Frank Sinatra Radio on Pandora at one of Tad's friend's house. The music definitely fit the atmosphere. Everything was very classy and it was stacked full of conversation pieces.
It was another awesome night in Hannibal. Thank you to all who treated us so wonderfully.
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