THE LAND SCHOOL - part dos
AKA: rice and beans and carrot cake clif bars
Ahhh.
Every day for lunch, we had rice and beans. Or beans and rice. Whatever. On the third day I didn't even eat lunch, I was so sick of it. I just stole half a corn on the cob, a slice of bread and a bag of cashews. But, on the bright side, I found out that I LOVE CARROT CAKE CLIF BARS~! LOVE THEM!
Here's how it happened: I was looking into the box of Clif bars and, what's this, all the Clif bars left are carrot cake. Since they're the only ones left, obviously they must be gross. I grab one anyway because I figure I'll need it.
Later, Ryan gives his lunch to Ali for safe keeping, and I notice he has a Peanut Butter crunch Clif bar. Giggling like mad, Ali and I switch his Clif bar with mine so I get the "good flavor" and he has the cursed carrot cake.
Skip to lunch, where I'm munching on the (rather flavorless) peanut butter clif bar and I notice Sandy has a carrot cake one. Through sheer curiosity, I ask to try some, she says yes. My mouth EXPLOED WITH TASTY DELICIOUSNESS as I bite into it and I'm not even exaggerating
Automatically, I swap the peanut butter crunch clif bar (which was still Ryans but I didn't know where he was at the time) and eat the yummy carrot cake one.
As an explination to that last post, yes, those are beekeeping suits and yes, they are fun to dance in. But once you put on the veil, you will suddenly realize "MY FACE ITCHES". Anyway, I put on the suit to, you know, go look at the beehives they keep at the land school. I got to hold one of the panel things covered in bees. It was super fun.
Then, walking back, the guy said "You just did something not many people would ever do." and I felt all happy inside.
So, what was the best part of the land school?
Well, I had a mighty lot of fun at the tree house. It's this platform that, at the moment, has no railing. No need to worry, though, because us teenagers are always on the safe side!
I mostly climbed the tree to see how high I could get. I ended up pussying out in my ascent, but that's okay because the only person who saw me was Sandy.
The best part of the platform that was up in the air without a railing was the rope swing hanging a few feet away.
Swinging on the rope swing was super fun.
You sit on this thick tree branch, and put your feet on the bottom knot of the swing, slide off a little, HOLD ON LIKE HELL and let gravity do it's job.
It was amazing.
And remember that beeswax thing I was talking about? We changed the logo name to "Bee-sting" (think about it... beasting?) and got about 80 chapsticks done. Out of 200. In a day. Total. We could have gotten more for that whole week, if not for all of our supplies being late. The soap supplies didn't come till the last day so we never actually got started on that.
All in all, it was relatively fun. Not as fun as swing on a rope swing off a really high platform, though.
I did end up heavy lifting and pushing wheelbarrows up slight inclines. Not all that fun, but not boring either, so I guess it's okay. More than okay, really. Doing things makes me feel not useless.
So that's pretty much my trip in a few paragraphs. It wasn't very monumental, but it was fun.
The worst part about the trips is that THEY END and you realize that you have to go back sometime.
(coming up next, either PEOPLE PROBLEMS TIMES A THOUSAND or WHY AM I SO POLITE.
Ahhh.
Every day for lunch, we had rice and beans. Or beans and rice. Whatever. On the third day I didn't even eat lunch, I was so sick of it. I just stole half a corn on the cob, a slice of bread and a bag of cashews. But, on the bright side, I found out that I LOVE CARROT CAKE CLIF BARS~! LOVE THEM!
Here's how it happened: I was looking into the box of Clif bars and, what's this, all the Clif bars left are carrot cake. Since they're the only ones left, obviously they must be gross. I grab one anyway because I figure I'll need it.
Later, Ryan gives his lunch to Ali for safe keeping, and I notice he has a Peanut Butter crunch Clif bar. Giggling like mad, Ali and I switch his Clif bar with mine so I get the "good flavor" and he has the cursed carrot cake.
Skip to lunch, where I'm munching on the (rather flavorless) peanut butter clif bar and I notice Sandy has a carrot cake one. Through sheer curiosity, I ask to try some, she says yes. My mouth EXPLOED WITH TASTY DELICIOUSNESS as I bite into it and I'm not even exaggerating
Automatically, I swap the peanut butter crunch clif bar (which was still Ryans but I didn't know where he was at the time) and eat the yummy carrot cake one.
As an explination to that last post, yes, those are beekeeping suits and yes, they are fun to dance in. But once you put on the veil, you will suddenly realize "MY FACE ITCHES". Anyway, I put on the suit to, you know, go look at the beehives they keep at the land school. I got to hold one of the panel things covered in bees. It was super fun.
Then, walking back, the guy said "You just did something not many people would ever do." and I felt all happy inside.
So, what was the best part of the land school?
Well, I had a mighty lot of fun at the tree house. It's this platform that, at the moment, has no railing. No need to worry, though, because us teenagers are always on the safe side!
I mostly climbed the tree to see how high I could get. I ended up pussying out in my ascent, but that's okay because the only person who saw me was Sandy.
The best part of the platform that was up in the air without a railing was the rope swing hanging a few feet away.
Swinging on the rope swing was super fun.
You sit on this thick tree branch, and put your feet on the bottom knot of the swing, slide off a little, HOLD ON LIKE HELL and let gravity do it's job.
It was amazing.
And remember that beeswax thing I was talking about? We changed the logo name to "Bee-sting" (think about it... beasting?) and got about 80 chapsticks done. Out of 200. In a day. Total. We could have gotten more for that whole week, if not for all of our supplies being late. The soap supplies didn't come till the last day so we never actually got started on that.
All in all, it was relatively fun. Not as fun as swing on a rope swing off a really high platform, though.
I did end up heavy lifting and pushing wheelbarrows up slight inclines. Not all that fun, but not boring either, so I guess it's okay. More than okay, really. Doing things makes me feel not useless.
So that's pretty much my trip in a few paragraphs. It wasn't very monumental, but it was fun.
The worst part about the trips is that THEY END and you realize that you have to go back sometime.
(coming up next, either PEOPLE PROBLEMS TIMES A THOUSAND or WHY AM I SO POLITE.