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Se Ga Takai
i like burnination
i wanna hear about Row's Lost adventure! :0
did you check her Journal?
i didn't not check her journal.
lol. Sorry. I wrote a quick version of the story up there....but I can tell it here as well, no problem.
So, as several of you likely know, I hurt my knee right as I was finishing school up this year. This injury prevented me from doing just about everything on our annual leadership retreat--since we go camping.
So I got permission to go, with a huge amount of limitations, and we all (nine of us, including Senior, Youth, and Children's Pastors, as well as most of the youth staff) pile into a boat for the 22 mile off shore trip to Sucia Island, a beautiful little place in the San Juans, which you can only reach by boat. A very nice friend of our ferried us out there in his speed boat.
We got out there on a Sunday Night, and had a rip-roaring good time. Usual crazyness ensued--building large fires, getting in trouble with the park rangers, cooking camp food, getting CRAZY sunburned, crow-catching (I have to find a picture of the riduculous trap two of them built...), etc, etc....
On Tuesday, we pack up all of our stuff and head across the island to where our boat was to meet us around 3:30. We played about 3 hours of Spoon-o (a cross of spoons and speed uno), and out senior pastor's phone goes off. It's about 5:30 now. The phone call? our amazing friend with a boat, who can't get to us because of a storm just off of Bellingham.
sad Not good. "Are you okay another 24 hours or so?"
well, we didn't really have much choice, did we?
So we set up camp again, right there near the dock (in fact, we got in trouble for setting up so close to the day use area....lol.). And the word spreads as interns return from various locales on the island that we are NOT going home tonight. Then we start the phone calls----Never thought I would make a "sorry mom, won't be home, stuck on an island" call, but I did. yee-haw. One of the group was just about ready to swim: Her first day as a store manager began at 5am on Wednesday.
All in all, it was an interesting experience...I now know what it's like to be stranded somewhere... By the time the boat got to us on Wednesday afternoon, we were ALL ready to go home....and shower....and eat somethign besides grilled cheese sandwiches or pancakes.
on another note: I won't be on Gaia for a few days, as my sig notes. The final HP book will NOT be ruined by this site for me....