Monday, July 21, 2014

Sorry that I missed your call this morning, I was around but I didn't hear it.  Sooo, to start things off, I had a lot of fun camping with Chloe.  I told her that you said hi, and she said hello and "to be optimistic". During the car ride on the way up, we watched a lot of videos on you tube, and when things got boring, decided to get inventive..The traffic was terrible because some truck had crashed, and we tried making faces at the people in the cars on both sides of us.  Not many of them seemed to notice, so we then tied paper towels around our heads and cut holes for the eyes. We looked really creepy, so I drew a peace sign on my paper towel to clarify our intent.  You should have seen people's expressions as they did double takes.  It was great. We got to our campsite at ten, and had to put up our giant floppy tent in almost complete darkness.  After a lot of complications and string and hushed arguments about which pole goes where.  Eventually we got to bed.  And then we were woken by a screaming child, who screamed/cried/Ihavenoidea-d for about an hour. When we woke up the next morning, I met everyone from Chloe's Unitarian Universalist church who were also camping with us. Surprise! Chloe and I went on a short hike, and then inflated this dorky looking "boat" with which we would go onto this gigantic lake. After dragging it to the water's edge, we got in and I attempted to get us somewhere with the paddles.  It was impossible, so each of us had to row sitting next to each other.  It was very dysfunctional, and we glared at the kayaks and canoes that glided swiftly by. After a while we gave up, brought the boat to the shore and swam out into the middle of the lake.  We kept swimming away from our camp until we got fairly tired.  Because there were waves I kept inhaling water, but I wasn't going to let choking stop me! It was gorgeous out there, and being in the middle of a vast lake made me feel powerful. We eventually turned around, (thank God that Chloe had an inner tube) and the wind helped us get back to our boat.  We were so exhausted that we took a long nap when we got back, which is something that I usually find impossible to do. Later we had a campfire where I ate the largest marshmallow I have ever eaten in my life.  They were the size of tennis balls. As we sat there watching the flames, I kept hearing what I thought was a saxophone coming from somewhere deep in the woods. At one point I stood up, grabbed Chloe, and we ventured out barefoot, without a flashlight.  Eventually the music got louder and we discovered that there was an entire choir with multiple instruments.  Chloe said that they were singing in Arabic , and their harmonization and songs were eerily beautiful.  We stayed behind trees and listened to them for a while, before sneaking back to our own site.  We could hear the choir when we sat back down, and even as I fell asleep I could still hear their voices drifting though the woods.  The next morning Chloe and I swam again, this time without any inner tubes or boats. We knew that we would not be able to swim very far without something to hold onto, so we found this long beached log that looked promising.  We were able to sit on it as we paddled, and we named it Himerher.  Later that day we left, and Chloe was dropped of at her running camp.  Chloe's mother wanted to read the Circle, (which I brought to reread) aloud to us and I let her.  It was funny because there was a lot of cussing, and Chloe's mother is one of the sweetest people I have ever met.  I also saw a rainbow. Today went to COM and drew more naked people. My teacher seemed impressed with what I did, and told me that I should go to an art school (for the billionth time).  My ego is now running rampant and wild, and I am going to try to tame it by taking more rigorous art classes in the future.  I went running when I got home, and now I am here-typing!!!!! That was my day-s. My room is in one of its post tornado stages...Just a pointless observation.
I miss you terribly, but perhaps have some good news. 
See you en la manana
your manana
-Geena

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