On a blizzard-y Boston morning, my partner Lea Anne and I agreed to brave the weather and show up to play our scheduled tennis match. Our willing competitors had a rough commute as well -- so when we all met court side, we were equally pumped to play, sheltered from the storm in our warm tennis bubble.
What if your friends invited you to join them to celebrate their special anniversary in the mountains with a guest list spanning their life? You wouldn't know everyone, you would have to drive about four hours, you would have to clear the weekend and you'd need to book your hotel room. The invite promises hikes, bike rides, campfires, cocktails and dancing. Absolutely! COUNT US IN!