Hey, guys! It's me again. A little malfunctioning going on with the internet at my house, so I am currently sitting in my dad's office writing this oh-so-fabulous blog. :) Anyway, so this blog is about summer vacation (well duh) and where I went. So, I'm going to start off with the beginning and work my way to the end (or to the beginning of school).
The first few weeks of summer were quite boring, actually (it was transition camp time) but I guess you could say that was the calm before the storm. The first (and one of the best things) that happened this past summer was TGE. The Great Escape is a church trip that I went on with my church youth group in colorado, and it was my third (and last) time to go. That trip was AMAZING, especially when we went white water rafting in the Arkansas River (which is the coldest river in the United States, no lie) and got dunked in at the end (oh, yeah, did I mention it was like seventy degrees outside?). Anyway, the thing about Colorado is is that it's so extremely beautiful. It seems so unreal to see a snow capped peak in the distance, and know that it's perfection is real. (I'll try to eventually post a picture of it some time soon!)
Sadly, that trip had to end, and as soon as we got back from the Rocky Mountains, I was rushed to re-pack so that we could arrive in the Smokey Mountains in (literally) twenty-four hours. If you have ever been to both the Smokey Mountains and the Rocky Mountains, then you know what I'm saying when I tell you that they are extremely different from each other. The part of the Smokeys that we went to was in Boone, North Carolina, which is where my aunt and uncle live (and also where the Samaritan's Purse is located which is where my aunt and uncle work :] ). When you're in the Smokey Mountains, and you wake up in the morning on top of a Mountain, it's quite and eerie feeling to look out of the window and see the clouds below you. That trip was fabulous, and if you ever go to Boone, make sure you go to Grandfather Mountain (it has a swinging bridge fifty feet in the air).
So that was basically the end of all my traveling for the summer when we got home. Over the next few weeks, a lot happened, such as my uncle getting a job as a head coaching job of a college baseball team, them (he, my aunt and their three children) moving to Arkansas, and us (my mom and I) meeting up with my aunt and the three children to kidnap the eldest for two weeks. My cousin tends to act older then her age (in a good, responsible kind of way), and she had been doing so much for my aunt over the past months, so we invited her to an intensive dance camp at my studio so she could get back to what she loves to do. She is an absolutely amazing dancer, and I thought it was pretty cool that she made friends here in ATX that she still keeps in touch with. Sadly, it ended too soon and she was heading back to Arkansas and her new life.
A lot of sad things have happened this summer, but most of them have a happy ending, like my friend Aya moving to Israel. Her father is a professor at UT, and he's taking a sabbatical the 08-09 school year, so at the end of July, Aya and her family packed up after saying their goodbyes and took off to Israel. The good thing about a sabbatical is that it only lasts a year, so we'll get to see Aya next August. :] Saying goodbye to Aya was basically the cherry on top of summer. It was a sad but optimistic goodbye, with a sort of finality woven in.
Well, that was my summer basically summed up in a lot of lines. It kind of got mushed together and confusing near the end, but I was kind of dozing off (I would blame it on allergy medicine making me go loopy, but I didn't take any today. Oops. ). Well, I think there's another blog due next week, so I'll blog to you then (weird sentence). Until then....