my weekend

I took a final on Wednesday night, turned in my final paper Thursday morning, and left for a river rafting trip with the youth group on Thursday afternoon. We thought we planned a hard core trip where the girls could learn some real bad-to-the-bone mountain skills.



Turns out we stayed on a lovely camp ground attached to a golf course.

Slightly disheartened at the realization that they would be fighting off golf balls rather than bears, I took solace knowing what lie ahead: the river.

in my mind:

actual:



My shining moment came around midnight the first night when I was deliriously tired from pulling all-nighters two nights in a row. It was pitch black except for the golf club house (but that was a few holes away) and not realizing that the ladies in the leader's tent had zipped up the screen I did my best to walk straight through it.



I'm an idiot.

The end.