Many US military traditions are borrowed from great European organizations, and the US navy is essentially a copy-cat of the English. I escorted Angela to the final Tarawa dining out, in which we wear dress uniforms and observe many odd traditions while building camaraderie. Angela was happy because she got to buy a new dress.
The dinner was on Coronado Island in a building on the beach. I had not been to Coronado yet, and we got there early enough to explore the outside of famous Hotel Coronado, where the presidents stay and a wing is haunted by an old woman.
The actual dinner was interesting, as we witnessed parading of beef, killing the cook, and drinking of grog from a toilet bowl. We also toasted everyone in the US government with port... and the marines twice. It reminded us a bit like a fraternity event, with punishments for silly violations. Perhaps the funniest violation of the night was when someone dropped their belt buckle in a urinal, and we were all required to show our belt buckles to expose the culprit. After the dinner we enjoyed one of San Diego’s more famous beaches for a late night stroll.
Many US military traditions are borrowed from great European organizations, and the US navy is essentially a copy-cat of the English. I escorted Angela to the final Tarawa dining out, in which we wear dress uniforms and observe many odd traditions while building camaraderie. Angela was happy because she got to buy a new dress. 
The dinner was on Coronado Island in a building on the beach. I had not been to Coronado yet, and we got there early enough to explore the outside of famous Hotel Coronado, where the presidents stay and a wing is haunted by an old woman. 
The actual dinner was interesting, as we witnessed parading of beef, killing the cook, and drinking of grog from a toilet bowl. We also toasted everyone in the US government with port... and the marines twice. It reminded us a bit like a fraternity event, with punishments for silly violations. Perhaps the funniest violation of the night was when someone dropped their belt buckle in a urinal, and we were all required to show our belt buckles to expose the culprit. After the dinner we enjoyed one of San Diego’s more famous beaches for a late night stroll. 
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