Oh. Kay. What can I say about this weekend? In a few adjective? Exhausting. Funny. Embarrassing. Crazy. Outside-y. As part of orientation my abroad program took us all on a lovely trip west and north to Argyll Forest National Park where they forced us to engage in physical activity in nature.
Now before I left for the trip, the program sent me an email asking about any physical limitations that would influence what events we could participate in. After reading my reply, I am sure the coordinators were like "WTF is this girl even doing coming on the trip?!?" Why such a strong reaction you ask? Probably because my response went like this:
hmm any physical conditions? I am not a fan of heights or small, cramped, hard to maneuver spaces. I am also really bike retarded (as in I have been known to run into trees while on paved paths). I am decent with mild hiking and water though!
Needless to say, after that email, I got hiking and kayaking, which was the leisure activities on a trip that featured gorge climbing, mountain biking, and caving. We luck souls in Group 10, only had to hike up a snowy and beautiful mountain, and laugh as Lizzie ran to shore time and time again in her kayak.
But the trip was beautiful, if filled with minor muscle aches afterwards. We stayed in this old Victorian manor house. Beautiful. Surrounded by mountains and waterfalls and nature. Beautiful. So even I looked like an idiot in my pale blue and silver WET SUIT and could not manage to steer my boat across a flat loch, it was worth it.
Plus we got to watch Braveheart. A real crowd pleaser.
Sounds amazing!
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