I <3 Rollercoasters
Summerfest was awesome.
Even though we got off to a late start and didn't get to Ohio until after 4:30AM, the three hours of sleep were enough to keep us rip-roaring and ready to rock and rollercoaster all day long. The Michigan @ers are a blast, and it was amazing to be able to meet trainees from around the world. All of the trainees seemed to be enjoying their experience, and talking with them made the whole @XP so real to me. I mean obviously I know that lots of people go on traineeships and yadda-yadda, but for whatever reason this just made it seem real. I mean I wasn't just listening to someone tell me about the traineeship they went on, but rather were on. It was just really cool to see it happening.
The one thing that caught me off guard was that for the most part, the trainees weren't very familiar with @ as an organization and had joined specifically to go abroad. I know that in our LC all new members will go through the general induction so that no matter which part of @ someone participates in, they will at least have the basic knowledge to have a discussion about our organization.
Cedar Point was fun. Overpriced, as with all amusement parks, but at least the rides were good. I'm a sucker for rollercoasters and just about anything that spins you around and/or drops you from an insane height. Lucky for me just about all the rides there fit into that criteria. I still don't understand how I can be so deathly afraid of heights, yet absolutely love the thrill of being strapped into a metal car and dropped 140 feet...
There was this strange cotton stuff that filled the air and looked like snow all throughout the park. It would have been kind of neat if it wasn't for the fact that it set off my allergies like none other and I walked around with puffy watery eyes all day. April even managed to swallow some. Fun stuff.
The evening was ended by campfire food, drinking, a visit from mr. raccoon, the sharing of many stories, lots of laughs, and even a drunken phone call from my favorite californian, melinda. Oh how I do miss her.
Highlights:
"Awkward..."
"OH MY GOD WE'RE GOING TO DIE!!!"
"Screw Jay! I want the hookah!...on second thoughts, you screw Jay, I'll take the hookah"
"What, is she coughing up a hairball?"
"Three to one odds"
"That's right, you can all eat crow"
"Ohi:yo'"
"Don't go aww and say its cute! Throw something at it or else it'll get the food!"
"All of Pinar's stories are heresay; that's why I can tell them just as well as she can, even if I wasn't there"
"Jesus gives extreme makeovers" (on a billboard)
The ride back included almost running out of gas somewhere in rural NY hicksville. Instead, we wound up in the very religious town of Findley Lake...twice. Yes, somehow we managed to not only NOT find gas in what Pinar is convinced is the KKK infested segment of the state (according to her they migrated here from PA), we took the next exit, got our gas, went in the opposite direction on 86, and didn't realize it until we had passed the exit for Findley Lake and wound up back in PA. Needless to say, we added about a half hour onto our trip, but atleast we had some laughs. And just for the record, the car ride kicked ass. We rocked out, made fun of eachother, got lost, and had some of best/funniest conversations I've had in a long time. Roadtrips are awesome.
Let me just say, 80s music rocks and anyone who thinks differently obviously has poor taste in music.
In summer, the song sings itself. ~William Carlos Williams
Even though we got off to a late start and didn't get to Ohio until after 4:30AM, the three hours of sleep were enough to keep us rip-roaring and ready to rock and rollercoaster all day long. The Michigan @ers are a blast, and it was amazing to be able to meet trainees from around the world. All of the trainees seemed to be enjoying their experience, and talking with them made the whole @XP so real to me. I mean obviously I know that lots of people go on traineeships and yadda-yadda, but for whatever reason this just made it seem real. I mean I wasn't just listening to someone tell me about the traineeship they went on, but rather were on. It was just really cool to see it happening.
The one thing that caught me off guard was that for the most part, the trainees weren't very familiar with @ as an organization and had joined specifically to go abroad. I know that in our LC all new members will go through the general induction so that no matter which part of @ someone participates in, they will at least have the basic knowledge to have a discussion about our organization.
Cedar Point was fun. Overpriced, as with all amusement parks, but at least the rides were good. I'm a sucker for rollercoasters and just about anything that spins you around and/or drops you from an insane height. Lucky for me just about all the rides there fit into that criteria. I still don't understand how I can be so deathly afraid of heights, yet absolutely love the thrill of being strapped into a metal car and dropped 140 feet...
There was this strange cotton stuff that filled the air and looked like snow all throughout the park. It would have been kind of neat if it wasn't for the fact that it set off my allergies like none other and I walked around with puffy watery eyes all day. April even managed to swallow some. Fun stuff.
The evening was ended by campfire food, drinking, a visit from mr. raccoon, the sharing of many stories, lots of laughs, and even a drunken phone call from my favorite californian, melinda. Oh how I do miss her.
Highlights:
"Awkward..."
"OH MY GOD WE'RE GOING TO DIE!!!"
"Screw Jay! I want the hookah!...on second thoughts, you screw Jay, I'll take the hookah"
"What, is she coughing up a hairball?"
"Three to one odds"
"That's right, you can all eat crow"
"Ohi:yo'"
"Don't go aww and say its cute! Throw something at it or else it'll get the food!"
"All of Pinar's stories are heresay; that's why I can tell them just as well as she can, even if I wasn't there"
"Jesus gives extreme makeovers" (on a billboard)
The ride back included almost running out of gas somewhere in rural NY hicksville. Instead, we wound up in the very religious town of Findley Lake...twice. Yes, somehow we managed to not only NOT find gas in what Pinar is convinced is the KKK infested segment of the state (according to her they migrated here from PA), we took the next exit, got our gas, went in the opposite direction on 86, and didn't realize it until we had passed the exit for Findley Lake and wound up back in PA. Needless to say, we added about a half hour onto our trip, but atleast we had some laughs. And just for the record, the car ride kicked ass. We rocked out, made fun of eachother, got lost, and had some of best/funniest conversations I've had in a long time. Roadtrips are awesome.
Let me just say, 80s music rocks and anyone who thinks differently obviously has poor taste in music.
In summer, the song sings itself. ~William Carlos Williams
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