She came.
She saw.
She kicked it in the hotel for a night.
Shared a few nice meals with friends.
She did some "not swimming".
Then she got her meet on.
She came.
She saw.
She conquered.
In celebration, she ventured off the kid menu and tried lobster.
Puked her guts out in the middle of the night, slept until noon the following day missing getting to see her best friend compete. But was well enough to go the beach with her for a couple hours of sun, sand, and surf.
She had one more night of living it up in the hotel with the alarm clock set for 5:45 am... And after a few hours delay at the Long Beach Airport she went home.
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