My Journal

Scarred and spiral bound; decorated with great purple mountains and a clouded sky; bearing a single word "Vision".
Within it, coded memories of a three week adventure half-way across the globe are enscribed.
It is difficult to relay in text the interior of this record-keeper, which is laced with numerous hand-drawn maps, notes to self, and unexplainable doodles. I hope this blog sufficiently retells my experiences there and conveys the missions of our project, but more importantly, the inspiration.

Tuesday.Oct.30.2007 (Day 18)


We were still sleeping when Jacq came to wake us up, no showers, gross. My skirt would not function. Went to coffee corner for breakfast. Left for college talked to Mary and others. We went to breakfast then to bikini town hall, Tommy no show, gave script to Jack. Went Y2Y finished arrangements for Arno. Invited to big feast lunch on Friday with president and lots of others. Then we went to meeting with ambassador. Then after interview we went to lunch with James. Then to college for tapes and had a little interview like sitting. Then Y2Y to watch videos, my contact popped out. We came back home for a little while before dinner. Went to dinner with Giff and family, went home and discussed nuclear claims stuff, Jacq is depressed, but feeling better upon hearing news of our superhero abilities. Then we wrote in our journals and went to bed.
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