Sunday, May 10, 2015

We enter Jesus

As the beach day of the trip I had high expectations for the day which were...largely met. It was honestly a great time and it was cute seeing how close we were all getting. For a group of 20 we were getting along surprisingly well. After the 2 and a half hour bus trip, literally everyone was passed out and some of us got some pretty great pictures of everyone else. I was part of the sleeping crowd.

When we got there we hiked up a hill (mountain?) to reach this.

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The journey up there was horrible and we had to wait about 20 minutes to actually get to the top of Jesus but the view was seriously impressive. I thought thought I was in a helicopter above Rio or something and it was an exhilarating feeling.

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Rio?
The trip down was better but I still looked as if someone threw a bucket of water on me the entire time. Also, pro tip about Asian culture, we take so many pictures...soooo many. I don't but this entire trip it seemed as if UEF was filming a documentary about us. 

Arriving at the beach, we dived into the murky waters and had a great time doing fun water things like "name three things that aren't Jacky Chan". It's a lot harder than you think. Also Dan and Chris got to be the designated dads for dad jumps. We played chicken, swam a bit, and just got to be a bunch of kids on vacation. Later we had lunch at the fancy resort over several courses. It was good. After going back we played fun beach games such as capture the bottle. I'm pretty sure several of us got cuts but it was really fun to tackle people in the sand and try to pry the bottle from the fingers of whoever had it. Also I dived at Rachel in the water to get the bottle but was thrown off. She's a beast. 

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After a 2 hour bus ride I passed out for again we finally got back at around 6:30 feeling very satisfied about our beach day. Later roughly half of us decided to go to the "best burger place in town" which it honestly was. The burgers were to kill for but not to wait for because the wait time was like an hour. The place was called soul burger and also played soul music as we ate. I love Vietnam.

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