We set up a human trampoline down in the water:
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My morning began by meeting Nani’s family and then kibitzing a game of horseshoes. After lunch we all started doing time trials to qualify for the remote controlled regatta. Baz and I are sponsoring Zagy’s boat in the fifty years old and under division. He had a great first lap, seeing as he designed the course, but some weeds got tangled in the propellers during the second lap. This, along with battery troubles, left him with a less than respectable time. However, other racers seem to be having this same problem, so there is still a chance of qualifying. If we win the whole tournament, we get a portion of the entry fees, which goes towards the road trip!
Several months ago my friend Zagy and I had the idea to embark upon a cross-country road trip for the purpose of sight-seeing, rock climbing, and general youthful shenanigans. After a series of ambitious discussions we acquired two more friends, Baz and Nani, to accompany us to Los Angeles in Zagy’s blue mini-van. Some planning ensued, and we formed an itinerary:
July 2nd – Leave for Salisbury, Connecticut and stay with Nani’s family through the fourth of July.
July 5th – Drive west to a WalMart Supercenter in Cleveland, OH (camping is allowed in their parking lots)
July 6th – West to a WalMart Supercenter in Des Moines, IA
July 7th – West to Boulder, Colorado. Tourism in the City, Rock Climbing at the Flatirons, and sightseeing at Rocky Mountain National Park
July 10th – Northwest to Yellowstone. Fighting bears.
July 12th – Arrive at Lake Mead near Las Vegas. Climbing at the Red Rocks, swimming at the lake.
July 13th – Staying in Los Angeles with family friends. Day trips to Joshua Tree National Park.
July 18th – Grand Canyon!
July 20th – Eastward towards Alabama.
July 22nd – Steele, Alabama for rock climbing.
July 24th – Baltimore!
July 26th (or a little later) – Homewards
The road trip started off at eight in the morning in West Roxbury. Zagy, Nani, and Baz left for Salisbury, Connecticut, while I stayed back to nurse a knee injury I suffered playing ultimate frisbee the previous night. I was heartbroken watching the Netherlands – Brazil game, but relieved that my knee would be fit to heal in time for the trip. Later that night, at around one in the morning, I was watching a great documentary on William Kunstler when Zagy came to pick me up. We booked it back through foggy roads to Salisbury; I needed to be there the next day for a remote-controlled regatta.
We (Nani, Zagy and I, Baz!) drove straight out to Salisbury to spend some time with Nani’s family in and around the fourth of July. Zagy drove the whole way, while Nani slept and read, and I (Baz) sat shotgun. On the way we played a license plate game that I am too lazy to explain, but I will tell you we got to 103.
We arrived at around 10:39 (before Nani and I are usually awake), and relaxed for a while before our work committee tasks began. Nani and I leisurely waited for machines to wash and dry, followed by some light folding.
Zagy’s work, on the other hand, consisted of wading in pond muck, pulling a canoe with him, and lifting thirty pound piles of pond weeds into said canoe. Eventually, after a good amount of reading, a cold 49 grams (the amount of sugar in the soda I was drinking) and watching Zagy’s struggles, I came in to help him, although was not able to grab as much. Soon after I got in he decided that one person on the canoe was enough, and proceeded to swim out to the middle of the pond and twist until he was covered in weeds. This resulted in him sinking under water for about three seconds until he managed to shake off about half the weeds. He then struggled to shore where Nani’s brother Billy had to help hoist the weeds out onto dry land. After that he was done, and took a short rest before, near single-handedly (Nani’s father helped) clearing lily-pads to form the race track for the regatta. Later that night Zagy was the only one to wear a jacket to dinner. Needless to say he won over the whole family.
After work the road trip group paddled off to adventure. We moved out from the pond adjacent to the house to the connecting lake. We stopped at a small island, where we found the grave of a woman named Terry and her daughter.
Dinner was pork marinated in honey mustard and lamb, both served with an Italian salsa. We savored it as one of our last real meals.
I (Zagy) left at 10:30 to pick up ben. At four in the morning ben and I got back. The group is back together.