The FIPs are here. The FIPs are there. The FIPs are everywhere in St. Joe!
During the ending months of May till the end on August, my town is filled up with what us natives like to call FIPs (Effin Illinois People). They are literally everywhere. They come here, fill up our beaches, and crowd our restaurants. I may complain about them from time to time, however I must admit one of my favorite games to play in the summer is 'native or fip' where you simply people creep and decide if they live here or are a tourist. And I must also admit, from time to time I get mistaken for a FIP, like yesterday.
This weekend my dear friend from Anderson, Mandy Moore, has been visiting me in my lovely town. One of the many things in downtown St. Joe is that every summer they have different animal statues around town, and this summer is dogs. A sure way to spot a tourist is to see if they are taking pictures with the dogs. Well... I guess yesterday I guess I can't blame anyone for mistaking me as a FIP.
[We saw this darling little flip-flop on the bluff]
[Mandy and me :) ]
Beth decided to get some sweet silhouette pictures while we were down at Silver.
[Me and Kaela]
[Me, Keala, and Mandy]
[Mandy]
[Beth and Kaela]
[We played some v-ball down (and we pretty much rocked it out) but we couldn't find where Kaela hid the volleyball!]
[Me]