Thursday a friend of Elvis called and suggested we go camping for the weekend. After a quick trip the grocery store (more like 4 quick trips to the grocery store) and 2 cars full of stuff later, we were on our way back to Tuckahoe (where Elvis and I went camping the weekend of my birthday).
Luckily the rain held off long enough on Friday for us to get the tents set up and a fire started, but we were mostly drenched by the time the food was actually cooked. The good part about the rain was that it kept the bugs away! After we ate some carne asada and tamales, we played cards in my tent for awhile before turning in for an early bed time.
Saturday we were up and at ’em pretty early. Luckily there was no more rain the rest of the weekend. We walked from the tents to the lake (which didn’t seem nearly as far this time as it did the last time), rented canoes, fished and ate. I won the fisher(wo)man of the weekend award as I caught over 20 fish! Almost every time I casted, there was a bite at the other end. For a little bit, the pole I was using had 2 hooks on it and a couple of times I pulled out 2 fish with 1 cast! We fished until sometime in the afternoon when we headed back to the campground, made lunch and showered. We played cards, listened to music and relaxed until Chicha showed up a little bit later. Then we made dinner and sat around the fire telling jokes and chatting until we ran out of firewood.
Sunday Chicha wanted to go fishing again, so after breakfast we headed down to the lake and river. The fish weren’t biting nearly as much as they had the day before, though Elvis and I still managed to catch a handful before we were bored of fishing. We rented a canoe and a kayak and, after I taught the boys some maneuvering, everyone had a turn in each. It was interesting watching them change places in the canoe and switch from the canoe to the kayak in the middle of the lake, but they made it safely! The boys also rescued a family who got their boat stuck on a tree in the “flooded woodland” section of the lake. After we had had enough, we ate some lunch and headed to Sandy Point (again). We swam for a little bit before we got into a volleyball match with 3 guys from India. We kicked their butts, so they went to find some friends. What really happened was we ended up with 7 a side, which caused too much confusion and ended up with a bunch of people who didn’t really know how to play, but that’s okay. We ended up winning the first game and losing the second two, but who’s counting? It was cool, though, because they were speaking Hindi, we were speaking Spanish and the common language was English. I think we ended up with 3 Americans, 2 Guatemalans and 9 Indians playing…cool stuff.
Yesterday was work and kicking Elvis’s butt in basketball.
Today back at work then to the soccer field.
I wish the election were over already.