What up, dogs?
... Sorry. I don't talk that way, but I sometimes have to take advantage of how casual this blog can be to remind myself to be less formal. Formality limits opinion.
So: Update: I landed safely yesterday and waited in the airport for around 4 hours (don't worry I ate Burger King and played Flick Home Run) until I met up with a friend, we'll call him Brad, and we got picked up along with two other staffers, we'll call them Joshua and Jasmine.
We arrived on campus, put our stuff in our dorms, and went to the very first orientation meeting/worship/blur-of-memory-because-everything-happened-so-fast. Then I fell asleep.
Next day (Today): Woke up, and had a cold shower which was pretty hard to do, but it sure woke me up. We all headed to the breakfast hall and ate, went to the worship, and tested out some games to have at camp. It was pretty much the bomb. We broke for lunch, and came back for a longer, but informative orientation.
We then broke for about an hour of free time during which I fixed up two computers to work with a very stubborn printer. That may not sound fun to you, but it was to me. Don't judge.
We then went to a lil' place called Mojitos and I got pork tacos which I found a bone in. They said it was a parsley stem, but none of us were buying it. So that was gross, but extremely funny. I got a sandwich after that.
Came back, had worship, celebrated an awesome lady's birthday, we'll call her Karen, and then had an intense and surprisingly hot night-time hide and seek game. Then after I got sweaty I took another cold showed. I loved it that time though.
Alright so: after writing all that, I will mention none of the meal times, free times, or really anything unless something out of the ordinary happened, or it caught my attention for some reason. Like that bone in the taco thing. I just wanted to give you the gist of things for now.
Thanks for reading!
~Kyle
P.S. We wore green shirts today and a lot of people are new here, including me if you count I've never done the American tour. That's why the title is that.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
For real this time.
Hello, most faithful of readers!
It's been a while since I've done this so I figure the amount of readers has dwindled down to only the most dedicated of web surfers. Or the most bored of Facebook users. Either way welcome back! On to business.
Today I am flying to Louisville where I will start my first day on the Incredibly Awesome 20th Anniversary Lift Summer Tour Staff. I'm pretty sure that's the official name. As you might have been able to deduce: I'm pretty darn pumped about it.
I've been on the AirLift UK Staff for a few times now (and again this year), but I've always wanted to do the whole tour. Well the opportunity presented itself this year and I immediately took it. Of course, when I say 'immediately' I mean that it happened almost literally last minute. Was it stressful for me? Yes. I like planning ahead of time. However, it will be so worth it. I've heard tales of the staff summer tour for so long and I'm super excited to finally be a part of it. I'm looking forward to, in a very particular order, seeing what God does in and through my fellow staffers and the campers, having fun with said people, and the food.
"But, Kyle, why is food last on the list?" - Medium Rare Steak with a baked potato on the side
Don't worry, steak! You are still really good and I love almost all food (That almost is you, seafood), but you are just going to have to deal with being prioritized a little lower! Don't think I won't still see you often, though. Maybe not steaks, but food in general.
This got really off topic! My plane is taking off in about 36 minutes (at least that's what they say now), so I'm getting more excitable every minute. It might not help that my breakfast is haribo gummy bears. Don't get me wrong, they are good. They just aren't as healthy as you might think they sound. I'm actually going to see if I can't find a vending machine around here with sticky buns or something. That's better, right?
I'll be keeping this as updated as possible during this tour, so check back often. Check my twitter or instagram to see things more often, though. 140 characters or a picture takes much less time than this. Especially on a phone. Just search "KyleGoesPlaces"
Until next time,
~Kyle
It's been a while since I've done this so I figure the amount of readers has dwindled down to only the most dedicated of web surfers. Or the most bored of Facebook users. Either way welcome back! On to business.
Today I am flying to Louisville where I will start my first day on the Incredibly Awesome 20th Anniversary Lift Summer Tour Staff. I'm pretty sure that's the official name. As you might have been able to deduce: I'm pretty darn pumped about it.
I've been on the AirLift UK Staff for a few times now (and again this year), but I've always wanted to do the whole tour. Well the opportunity presented itself this year and I immediately took it. Of course, when I say 'immediately' I mean that it happened almost literally last minute. Was it stressful for me? Yes. I like planning ahead of time. However, it will be so worth it. I've heard tales of the staff summer tour for so long and I'm super excited to finally be a part of it. I'm looking forward to, in a very particular order, seeing what God does in and through my fellow staffers and the campers, having fun with said people, and the food.
"But, Kyle, why is food last on the list?" - Medium Rare Steak with a baked potato on the side
Don't worry, steak! You are still really good and I love almost all food (That almost is you, seafood), but you are just going to have to deal with being prioritized a little lower! Don't think I won't still see you often, though. Maybe not steaks, but food in general.
This got really off topic! My plane is taking off in about 36 minutes (at least that's what they say now), so I'm getting more excitable every minute. It might not help that my breakfast is haribo gummy bears. Don't get me wrong, they are good. They just aren't as healthy as you might think they sound. I'm actually going to see if I can't find a vending machine around here with sticky buns or something. That's better, right?
I'll be keeping this as updated as possible during this tour, so check back often. Check my twitter or instagram to see things more often, though. 140 characters or a picture takes much less time than this. Especially on a phone. Just search "KyleGoesPlaces"
Until next time,
~Kyle
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Happy New Year!
Today is my birthday, or so facebook tells me. Aside from last year, this is usually when I make my "New Year's Resolution". This is due to the fact that, to me, it is a new year. I don't need to subscribe to the January first model due to my first year starting 22 years ago.
This is one of those years that doesn't really carry anything of much importance with it. In fact, as a boy, there aren't very many at all that carry any exceptional amount of weight. Off the top of my head I'd say the birthdays of manly importance are these:
10: You've lasted a decade and have a pretty good idea of who you want to be, or at the very least which color power ranger you'd most likely become.
16: You can drive now, so prepare yourself for all the ladies!!! Haha just kidding, they can drive, too.
18: You are now technically an adult. This one is important legally, so I'm kinda obligated to put it here. (Fun fact: I waited till now to get my license)
20: Two decades... This one actually threw me off just thinking about it... Two decades...
21: You can drink now. If you want. Fair warning, though: most alcohol tastes horrible. Like really really bad. It's honestly not worth it.
30: People start calling you an adult without hesitation or using air quotes
40: By now most people you know will use your title and last name, and kids will be freaked out when they find out you have a first name.
That continues on in that pattern (decades), but I won't bother you with all of them because I haven't actually done enough in depth studying of what it's like to be anything above 45, so I probably couldn't represent it that well.
As you can see, though, the rate of important birthdays drastically decreases after the mid-20's. It is a slightly less steep of a fall for women, but I'm not one of those, so that doesn't matter right now. It doesn't bother me too much that eventually birthdays won't matter nearly as much. To be honest, I'm not a big birthday kind of person.
I appreciate when people congratulate me on living as long as I have, despite the naysayers who thought that I wouldn't make it this far. Well, despite my early years of active impish-ness, I survived and have in the last 5 or 8 years moved on to a much more passive pranksterism.
So thank you for all of the birthday greetings that were given to me via the social media websites today, and the ones I was given in person! I will talk to some of you soon, some of you when I go Wales in the fall, and some of you I will hear from again next year when Facebook tells you it's my birthday again!
Don't worry, I love you all the same.
Thanks for reading!
~Kyle
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
This is one of those years that doesn't really carry anything of much importance with it. In fact, as a boy, there aren't very many at all that carry any exceptional amount of weight. Off the top of my head I'd say the birthdays of manly importance are these:
10: You've lasted a decade and have a pretty good idea of who you want to be, or at the very least which color power ranger you'd most likely become.
16: You can drive now, so prepare yourself for all the ladies!!! Haha just kidding, they can drive, too.
18: You are now technically an adult. This one is important legally, so I'm kinda obligated to put it here. (Fun fact: I waited till now to get my license)
20: Two decades... This one actually threw me off just thinking about it... Two decades...
21: You can drink now. If you want. Fair warning, though: most alcohol tastes horrible. Like really really bad. It's honestly not worth it.
30: People start calling you an adult without hesitation or using air quotes
40: By now most people you know will use your title and last name, and kids will be freaked out when they find out you have a first name.
That continues on in that pattern (decades), but I won't bother you with all of them because I haven't actually done enough in depth studying of what it's like to be anything above 45, so I probably couldn't represent it that well.
As you can see, though, the rate of important birthdays drastically decreases after the mid-20's. It is a slightly less steep of a fall for women, but I'm not one of those, so that doesn't matter right now. It doesn't bother me too much that eventually birthdays won't matter nearly as much. To be honest, I'm not a big birthday kind of person.
I appreciate when people congratulate me on living as long as I have, despite the naysayers who thought that I wouldn't make it this far. Well, despite my early years of active impish-ness, I survived and have in the last 5 or 8 years moved on to a much more passive pranksterism.
So thank you for all of the birthday greetings that were given to me via the social media websites today, and the ones I was given in person! I will talk to some of you soon, some of you when I go Wales in the fall, and some of you I will hear from again next year when Facebook tells you it's my birthday again!
Don't worry, I love you all the same.
Thanks for reading!
~Kyle
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
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