Monday, January 18, 2010

Hole

So this weekend our b-ball 'team' [quotation marks because there's only 8 people] went to Panburn, Saskatchewan to play Millar College of the Bible. It's about a 6 hour drive, which went by not too bad on the way there because I slept most of the way. Although I created many new positions of sleep previously unknown.
If there is a hole in the earth, we found it. As soon as you pull into this place you automatically lose reception and any grasp on reality. This place was like going back to 1974 summer camp: enough wood paneling to build Noah's Arc, the same teal green shower that was in Grandma's old house, neon 'forest' carpeting in the weight room, rubber tile flooring in the gym/barn, and 40 years worth of musty smells.
We lost both our games, but not by much...FRUSTRATING!!!!! A notable thing about the game though was Millar's cheer:
Person A: Who's it for?
Team: FOR THE LORD
Bahahah we did not know if they were for real. In combination with our Toby Mac/Chris Tomlin warm-up music, we realized that this is truly the middle of nowhere
We slept on the floor of their couch area on stained foamies and woke to the sound of the pay phone ringing...their only form of communication with the outside world. I'm pretty sure there is someone listening to their conversations or something. They even lock the girls dorms at curfew to "prevent creepers"...but really...where are these creepers coming from? Would they really travel to this place???? THERE AREN'T EVEN ANY TOWNS NEAR THEM! The closest one only has a gas station that closes at 10, so an hours drive to Swift Current is what brightens up their week.
The drive back was painful. A person can only get so much sleep, and I reached that point. I would have to force myself to pretend to sleep because it felt like you were going nowhere fast when looking out the window. The scenery just does not change. By the end we were dying to get out and our windows even started to fog because we couldn't even breathe in the back anymore. This is when Rachel made Titanic hands after our unnecessary drive through downtown before making back to Ambrose.

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