Sumter/Ropes Course
I moved into the dorms-scratch-'residence halls' yesterday. I really like it, probably because I have 33 friends in my building. I slept alone with the light on last night. Kristen hasn't officially moved in yet so I'm flying solo for the moment.
The Ropes Course:
-Group 3
-Carlos, Marc, Jon, Jason, Kim M., Emily, Scott, Alicia, Luke, Jamie
Low Ropes:So, I voted for the sitting around in a circle and passing around a stick type bonding but instead we were broken up into teams and began the day by playing tag with rubber chickens. It got better--we played trust games with pieces of wood and crossing the chocolate ocean, which by the way confirms my sorority girly-ness, and human knots. Alicia's booty in my face and then people wiping sweat on your shirt--that's trust and love. Thus concludes the low ropes.
Enter High Ropes: The lobster clips and the 2inch high cable did not prepare me for the course all that much. We break the big group into 2 smaller ones-- my new group was Carlos, Marc, Jon, Jason, and Jamie.
I climbed up the Global Guts net with ease...attached my clip G.I. Joe style, I was a pro. My group was the pioneer group though we were last and we began on the highest course. 45ft. doesn't seem so high until all you have is this lobster clip rope attached to you and cords. I shook uncontrollably the first section...those darn blocks of wood but everyone helped me and I tried not to cry but I was so scared. Then there was the swing...seems easy enough until it gets to the other side and I didn't quite make it. I had a fuckfuckfuck tangent as I dangled--I hear it was funny. The last obstacle was the same as the blocks of wood but with ropes. I started freaking out again. Then we reached the end and I didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or cry. I did a little of both. There was alot of hugging and kissing and thanking. Then we got to free fall and aside from the splinter in my tush from the one time I sat down, it was amazing!
The only thing that was missing was Kirsten...I could see her now with her camera, quotes, and that competitive spirit. When we were reflecting is when it started to hit me that she was gone. She would have said something damn good and made us all proud to be on o-team.
I<3O-team...especially my group 3 which is b-a-n-a-n-a-s by the way.
The Ropes Course:
-Group 3
-Carlos, Marc, Jon, Jason, Kim M., Emily, Scott, Alicia, Luke, Jamie
Low Ropes:So, I voted for the sitting around in a circle and passing around a stick type bonding but instead we were broken up into teams and began the day by playing tag with rubber chickens. It got better--we played trust games with pieces of wood and crossing the chocolate ocean, which by the way confirms my sorority girly-ness, and human knots. Alicia's booty in my face and then people wiping sweat on your shirt--that's trust and love. Thus concludes the low ropes.
Enter High Ropes: The lobster clips and the 2inch high cable did not prepare me for the course all that much. We break the big group into 2 smaller ones-- my new group was Carlos, Marc, Jon, Jason, and Jamie.
I climbed up the Global Guts net with ease...attached my clip G.I. Joe style, I was a pro. My group was the pioneer group though we were last and we began on the highest course. 45ft. doesn't seem so high until all you have is this lobster clip rope attached to you and cords. I shook uncontrollably the first section...those darn blocks of wood but everyone helped me and I tried not to cry but I was so scared. Then there was the swing...seems easy enough until it gets to the other side and I didn't quite make it. I had a fuckfuckfuck tangent as I dangled--I hear it was funny. The last obstacle was the same as the blocks of wood but with ropes. I started freaking out again. Then we reached the end and I didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or cry. I did a little of both. There was alot of hugging and kissing and thanking. Then we got to free fall and aside from the splinter in my tush from the one time I sat down, it was amazing!
The only thing that was missing was Kirsten...I could see her now with her camera, quotes, and that competitive spirit. When we were reflecting is when it started to hit me that she was gone. She would have said something damn good and made us all proud to be on o-team.
I<3O-team...especially my group 3 which is b-a-n-a-n-a-s by the way.