Three Keggers in One Week!

The last week of cruise ships in Ketchikan can only mean one thing: celebration in the form of heavy drinking. With two company parties and one wedding (each with their own keg), Matt and I were swamped with all of the partying we had to do. It was really quite exhausting and I am still in the recovery process. First up on the party agenda was the Allen Marine company party. The celebration was hosted at possibly the coolest house I've ever been to- more like a museum dedicated to Southwestern art than a house.

The Allen Marine gang

 The house belongs to the owner of the company's parents, the Smiths, and Mrs. Smith is very much in to making her own art. It is pretty eccentric, as the next couple of pictures will attest to:

A dress made out of the boxed wine valves (Franzia, to be specific)

Naked barbies on a staircase? Not exactly sure

I figured it wasn't weird that I was taking pictures of all of the things in their house because everyone else was doing it, too. Another great aspect of the party was the musical entertainment, provided by Josh on piano and Lahtu on guitar. We also managed to get a group shot of all the naturalists that work for Allen Marine. Wrangling everyone together for that photo was like herding drunk cats.

Jamming out

The Allen Marine naturalists

Matt, Josh and a gorgeous view

 We had barely recovered from the Allen Marine gathering when it was time for round two- next up on the agenda was the Duck Tour company party.

Party on the duck boat!

Ketchikan's specialty: middle-aged classic rock cover bands

The highlight of the Duck Tour Company Party was the fact that Matt won Employee of the Year! Along with a $25 Amazon gift card he received the coveted Golden Whistle.

If that isn't the epitome of a star employee, I don't know what is.

 Our last and final kegger was the best of all: the wedding of our new friends Jessie and Marty (see the paintball mountain blog). Unfortunately, I had to work through the actual wedding but we got to go to the important part- the reception. We had to hitch a ride out to the reception and were picked up by a nice girl who lives in her car in the woods (she politely asked us if we had "done any good foraging this summer"), making it to the reception with plenty of time to dance the night away.

Kevin putting out his best moves

The groom dancing with his adorable 3-year-old daughter

Me with the bride

 The dancing was great and the festivities were fun too. Being 6-foot tall in a land of dwarves, it was almost a given that I would catch a projectile being thrown at me. Thus, I caught the bouquet, which was pretty great because free flowers! After the bouquet was thrown we headed outside to the real festivity- the lighting of the fireworks, a rather new wedding tradition.

Snagged it!

The father of the bride helping the married couple light their fireworks, which is symbolic for something, probably.

All in all, it was a crazy, fun week and we had a really fun final hurrah with all the great friends we've made here. Now, time to recover and pack (groan).


Love,
Bridget