My half-brother Matt and his family came to Seattle for memorial day weekend, because daughter/niece Courtney was playing in an enormous volleyball tournament at the university. The UW's indoor practice facility was transformed into an arena of 15-20 courts, 192 teams playing in all (about 2000 girls 18 and under, plus their parents). It was a cacaphony of ball slapping, whistle whistling, and shrieky screaming by hyper adolescent females. Not a moment of silence in that place, very exciting. My niece's team didn't win, and she didn't have a particularly good time of it, since her coach is an ass, but other than that, it was fun to see 'em all.
My niece is the one bumping in the picture on the left: