I’m not sure I’ve ever been a part of something that fills me with as much positive energy as this past weekend. I think most of us are still walking around on clouds. The good will was palpable, contagious, and permeated every inch of this wonderful place.
Television producers Kinga Philipps and Johnny Bell spent their first weekend here at The Dip. Not only did they seemingly have a great time, they left as beloved members of our family. I know I speak for most everyone here when I say that.
Ok, the serious part of this post is officially over. It’s time to move onto my trying to capture the fun that was this weekend. Activities included naked slip n’ sliding, Christmas caroling, karaoke, astronomy, painting a man’s nipples orange after he passed out… pretty much the usual and probably much like your own weekends at home.
I’m going to break a little rule of mine and publish some pictures of the happenings inside the park. Partly because my words won’t do it justice, and partly because I still can’t feel my brain.
If you haven’t guessed by now, there’s a potential reality show in the works and I can think of none that would be more entertaining. On Friday and Saturday, we laughed more than I can recall. On Sunday, I don’t know what everyone else did. I sat in my recliner and drooled on my remote control.
With that, let’s see some pics.
The interviews took most of the day, though some activities were shot. Like Mike in a tree naked, for example. Later that evening, we started to cut loose a little, a long-standing tradition here at Serendipity Park.
It was the first of 2 great nights. Regrettably, much of the next day’s shoots weren’t caught by our photographer, Mike, because he was busy naked slip ‘n’ sliding or trying to mount Manny’s inflatable killer whale in the pool. Like I said before, just your average weekend activities. But he was able to get some stuff.
Later that night, Stuey would masterfully command the DJ booth after coordinating the entire day’s events. He’s unbelievable. There’s nothing more to say.
Most of us were also able to get some photo opportunities with our newfound family members.
To echo many of our sentiments, whatever happens from here is irrelevant. Whether or not The Dip becomes a show, this past weekend will be emblazoned in our memories for the rest of our lives.
We’d all like to send a sincere thank you to Kinga Philipps and Johny Bell, two of our newest favorite people. They didn’t just document the experience, they became a part of it. And we wouldn’t have it any other way.