A very good day, I finished my only lecture at 11, I then played tennis for a while and after a lunch break I had my regular doubles match. So after 3 hours of tennis I was pretty worn out, I came home and me and some flat mates watched a film. We then went out for free Ice skating at the rec center. After starting off with all the finesse of Emile Heskey on a tightrope I got better and was eventually skating around comfortably. Although when someone from Boulder says "I'm not that good at skating" it means that they are still 100 times better than any british kid. I got some good pictures and I now have immense respect for hockey players who have to skate at high speed with loads of padding on while being shoved around by other brutes. Jordan, Nate and Brian thought it was a good idea to have a race around the rink, but Jordan trying to hug Brian at high speed ended in a nasty collision and a hilarious picture.
On Saturday I woke up late and went to attend a question and answer for the cu boulder students that are going on an exchange to Lancaster next semester. They all seemed nice and I hope they have a great time, I also met the boulder students who'd been there last year but that I hadn't had a chance to meet. After a couple of hours with the prospective students me and the American-Lancaster Alumni went out for lunch and it was nice to share stories and speak to some Americans that were educated about the UK!
After getting back and killing a few hundred aliens (on Halo I should add) I packed my stuff for my night in the cabin. We went to a Chinese for dinner and then made the hour long journey to the mountains, we got to the forest at 9:30 pm and it was only then that Nate and Madeline (whose friend owns the cabin) told us that they didn't know exactly where it was. What followed was a nightmarish hour of driving around in the scary woods in hick country going down 'private property' roads and making numerous U - turns when we went wrong. The locals seem to have a sense of humour that involves scaring lost people by naming their cabin "the last resort" and putting up many "wild bear country" signs.
Here were some of Nate's reassuring phrases as we were driving around the wilderness:
"I'm 99% sure it's down here"
"Um... now I'm not so sure"
"That gate looks REALLY familiar"
"You can go down that road but I can GUARANTEE you it was to the right"
"Is that a road?"
"Just turn around here" (when on a narrow road along the side of the cliff)
"The road's flat... Gun it!"
We eventually had to drive back to the road to get phone signal to ring up the guy who owned the place (at 2am his time) and ask for directions. Nate was superbly, categorically, hopelessly wrong and we will give him stick for it for weeks.
When we got to the cabin though it was totally worth it, we chilled out and after I got the fire going we played some games and I admired the stars (although not for too long as I am very scared of being mauled by a mountain lion and/or bear).
After a relatively good night's sleep we woke up (some were rather ahem 'worse for wear'...although not me I hasten to add), tidied up and packed the car. It was during this lovely part of the weekend though that the greatest tragedy befell me. While running around in long grass excitedly taking pictures of the spectacular scenery I dropped my ipod. It had been with me for nearly 4 years and I had a lot of priceless music on there (my A2 coursework, jams with friends) and was inconsolable for the rest of the weekend. How cruelly ironic that 2 days after my new headphones arrived in the post I lost my ipod. To compound my misery the gang decided to play horribly bad rap and hiphop on the car ride home with some inspired lyrics including "me and my gangsta ass ni***s cruising..." It was a terrible end to an otherwise great weekend.
On the drive home we went through what to the naked eye looks like a ghost town, there were abandoned and burnt out cars lining the streets and many buildings in disrepair. While I wanted to stay and get more pictures the town was so eerie I thought I should leave for fear of meeting a few real life Cletus' (as in Cletus from the Simpsons) and a few ghosts. Although I got a few good pictures if you care to take a look.
That's all from me folks, I have 3 mid terms in the next 7 days and I'm snowboarding on the weekend so you might have trouble getting hold of me in that time, sorry if I don't reply.
Thanks for reading.