Had to be when my Brother Paul and I were about 18 and 17. He and his girlfriend were going to O.C. for the night with another couple and they asked me to come along. Maybe the were already married at the time, because we took a van.
We left in the middle of the night to miss traffic, so we were up all night and started to looking for a hotel. I think it was around 4pm before we got into the hotel room and we all took a nap. I remember Paul trying wake me up for the firework, but I did not what to get up. so I slept through the 4th of July and got up for the ride home.
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