Today started like any other day, but better... Biscuits and Gravy. Pasta Troy shared a short devotional to us about leaving a godly impression wherever we go. As we drudged through the door into the van that bare no resemblance to an oven, but I can assure you, we cooked like turkey on Thanksgiving Day. Only to prolong our joyful suffering by tying steel and more digging. Today was the hottest day yet here and every single person got sunburnt and Andrew James almost died due to dehydration. Thankfully the day was short because we ended at midday and Andrew James was completely fine when we returned to the house.
For lunch we had panadas, rice, and tortilla chips, and it was wonderful as always. After lunch we fastened our aprons, pulled up our big boy pants, and we... cleaned. Perhaps the hardest work came from cleaning the bath house. Although, safe from the scorching rays, the bath house still had the heat of a thousand suns. Though drenched in sweat, we sang through the work and made the Lewis household spotless... until Pasta Troy dropped his pizza later on. Speaking of pizza, Mrs. Suzannah made more homemade pizzas than we could eat.
After dinner, David, Charlton, Trey, and Andrew James played a legendary game of horse. It was a long hard fought game between the four of us, but four turned into "tree", and "tree" turned into to two. Then the final showdown between rivals began. David versus Charlton. Mano e Mano. Fight to the death. Square or no square. To be or not to be. Horse or donkey. The game of horse has not been this legendary since Jordan versus Bird. Shot after shot and letter after letter, it came down to just one letter left. David stepped to the edge of the concrete, steadied his hand, and pulled up as if he were Kobe Bryant... swish. Charlton walked to the spot of the shot, and pulled up with confidence and moxie as if he were Shaquille O Neal, and we all know what happens when Shaq shoots... brick. David came out on top.
Once the game was done a bonfire was lit to commemorate this trip and what we've learned. We sang songs and shared testimonies of what God has done in our lives the past week. After the sweet time of song and testimony, is when we heard it... the growling out in the bush. That is when the hunt began. It first began with an expedition consisting of four men, the leader, Pasta Troy, the tourist, Pasta Andrew, the tall scared guy with the hair, Charlton, and David... the Asian. We went out deeper and deeper into the bush drawing closer to the growling. Pasta Troy was sure it was some sort of cat in the trees, like an Ocelot or some other Jaguar type of beast. After we realized we were ill prepared with dull sticks and little bug spray, we went back to the house to load up. We sharpened our spears, sprayed down our legs, began... the hunt... part two. We went even deeper into the bush than before, our hearts racing and our foreheads dripping with sweat. Pasta Troy had no fear... natives. The sound got closer and our curiosity grew. What sounded like one beast turned into what sounded like two. After much waiting and searching, then it happened... whatever the beast was started to run towards us and that's when...
David Clingaman & Charlton Seitz
4/2/2018 05:19:46 am
Day 9 obviously went great! I am happy to see that you guys know each other already and they are all loving each other's company. It's true that a relationship is being formed if you spend time with people most of the time! The activities you did together were fun! How I wish I was part of the group too so that I can experience all these great things you guys just had.
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