My Manic Weekend

I still haven't finished the Matrix with my mom. She hasn't acted like she really enjoyed it, but then I guess that was sorta to be expected. I will give you an update when we finish if I remember. Anyway, these last two days have been jam packed full of all sorts of insane activities. Yesterday started the day off by going to the Sheraton (the only swimming pool my mom likes in Sana'a) with most of the youth group. I don't like swimming much, but we played water polo, ping pong, sat in the steam room and the sauna, and had quasi wrestling matches the purpose of which was to get as many people other than yourself into the pool while you yourself remained outside. Fun. Except my hair gets in my eyes when it's wet and then I can't see anything.

After the pool, we all went to the Erskine's house, an involved family that hosts the youth group, has great kids, great parents, and are from the UK. Mr. Erskine teaches me Calculus. I think it's my favorite class this year. I have never done such insane things with numbers before in my life. Very very fun though, provided you get at least 2% of it... which I barely do. Anyway, we painted Easter eggs for the Easter egg hunt which was today. Our fellowship traditionally has a sunrise service (to stay awake I pump up on caffeine and techno) with an Easter egg hunt for the kids afterwards which is run by the youth group. However, remembering my pre youth group days I never really remember reading any of the eggs, so I stopped making serious eggs that say things like "he is risen" and filled most (only 2 exceptions) of my eggs with interesting messages like "call me bob" and "throw this egg" I also (this will amuse a select few) made a "Luke was here" egg complete with arrow and dot. I managed (with the help of Jason) to work out the bio hazard symbol, after successfully dying the inside of my radioactive egg green. Fun.

Meanwhile, it is the middle of the rainy season here in Yemen, which means that half of the city gets rain every day for two weeks, and the other half gets rain maybe twice a week for three weeks. Very strange, but you get used to it. Needless to say, it was raining. Not hard, but steadily. We usually carpool with two other families, but everyone was busy so we had to take a taxi. We got a new one, but all sorts of things were busted on the inside for some reason and so the inside of the windows was all fogged up. (A side note: the fog stuff is called nja'a. Learn something everyday.) Anyway, we all got out at Hannah's house (one of the girl's we carpool with) and decided that we should all just run home from there. In the rain. So we did. For some obscure reason, by the time we got home, I was feeling hyper. Hyper enough to feel inspired to write a song with chorus of "I am wired/eight red bull's/ I'm wired!" haven't actually gotten around to writing it, (not that I have ever had eight red bull's) but I think it might have potential.