Gatlenburg trip with Woodland Park Youth Group

Day 1 Hour 4½:

The trip has been good so far. We got at the church at 3:30 and no one was there. Oh well. I think we're in Alabama now. We are at a BP store. Gene is buying a crap load of beef jerky. I have yet to have found a good pair of glasses to buy. Everyone's getting back in the van and we're about to go somemore. Until next time . . .

Day 1 Hour 8:

We just stopped and ate at a Baptist Medical Center. There was a hill in which I summersaulted down. I liked it. I am beggining to miss my skateboard very much. Hopefully, when I get on a snowboard on the mountain this pain will go away. Really good news! A girl on the other van accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior. Good stuff. Until Later,

Day 3 Hour 52½:

Cheese, I missed a whole stinkin day. Okay, let me recap for yesterday. We went to Gatlenburg and rode the tram up to Ober. The stinking Alpine Slide was closed "due to weather." The sky was beautiful yesterday. We really enjoyed the nice day. We rode the lift up to Bob Jim's grave, King of the Mountain. Then we walked around for a while and didn't play eight dollar laser tag. That night we had an all out war with shaving cream, orange juice, water balloons, peanut butter, and other stuff. I stayed clean and only used water balloons. Some girl slipped and hit their head and thier 100 dollar jacket. Bro James didn't like it. Bro Pete did. I bought a fake hand. It's funny. So anyways, we're on our way to go sking and snowboarding. Have fun!

Day 4 hour 80½:

Please forgive me for not writing last night but yesterday was a very full day. Lot's of good stuff to talk about. Well, we got to the ski place fine. Only four of us snowboarded. We all bought ten dollar pair of sunglasses and they cleaned them for us. We got out on the slopes and fooled around till snowboard school started. That took about an hour then we hit the slopes. They had a small snow ramp that I kept hitting all day trying to do grabs off of it. I only landed one good mute and one good method. Our instructor was doing 360's off of it. That was fun for quit a while then some busta came by and ran it over with a snowmobile then took a shovel to it. He ruined our fun. About my fifth time on the flow section I jumped off the last bump and totally landed on my head. Everyone on the lift got a good kick out of it. So did I. Whitney and McDonald fell in the hole. They had mud all over them. We was on the lift and watched Bro Derrick bust real good on his skies. We laughed. So after getting off the mountain totally soacked, we rode the tram back down and went back to camp. This is when everything got good. After the devotional they sang happy birthday to me and gave me a fudge brownie turd. I took a big bite out of it. Then I gave a speech. John read us a redneck love poem. Then we went back to the cabin to clean up. Bro Pete called us all in the the girls side. They told me to sit down and when I did I farted. They had a fart machine under the matress. They gave me a cake with trick candles. I tried to spit on one but I missed. I tried licking them but they started back up. So I stuck them in the cake. That put them out. Then Gene and Heather told us about how they went to a wedding chapel and got married. They was lying but it was a good prank. They had a small wedding cake. Amanda stuck her face in it and I ate some off her forhead. So we all went to sleep. We had a great time. I love all those guys and girls so much. So we are on our way home in Alabama. I got Yoohoo light! Peace.