for those of you who arent a frequent facebook user.....just wanted to let you all know i posted a few pictures of my town and some people....there arent too many but its a start....oo and they are in the photo album at the bottom with the title
novmber 22nd 2010
enjoy...!!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
just one of those days.....that you will never forget
soo yesterday was our departments(states) futbol championship. between my town and the town about an hour away. the championship is a best 2 out of 3 series since it was tied 1 to 1, they decided to have to third game at a neutral field in the next closest town which happens to be only 2 to 3 hours away.
the game started at 3 and about 25 of us decided we were going to take my friends bus and leave at about 9, get there early, grill some meat and drink some beers.
weather looked like it was going to rain, but it was game day and nobody thinks or cares much about it.
and for those of you who don´t remember. the roads leaving my town are all dirt and are almost impossible to drive through when it rains, especially in shitty old bus.
we get on the road and of course it starts raining the roads immediately turn to mud. we are taking it slow and are about 12 kilometros away when bam we hit a turn and the back end of the bus starts to drift and slide down into a ditch.
what is to be done...ill tell you.... all of the guys rip their shirts off, including me of course. IM NOT MISSING OUT ON THIS!!!! haha and we get out in the almost knee deep mud and start to push. we are at this for about an hour or two. and so many times we almost get the dam thing back up on the road. but there is just nothing happening.
there is a bus filled with people stopped about half a kilo back. but of course they are from the opposing town and none of them want to come out and get wet to help us. but also they can´t pass us because our bus is pretty much perpendicular to the road and is blocking it.
enetualy we decide we will have a better chance getting the bus out if we push it all the way into the ditch to straighten it out and then push from there.
SOOO CLOSEEE we come. someone brought out a rope that we tied to the front and there were people pushing and pulling and everyones chanting COME ON YEGROSSSS WE CAN DO THISSS!!!.
so of couse now that our bus is out of the way the other towns bus can pass. and we actually help push their bus...why i dont know because they didnt help us.
so we get back on the bus and there is nothing to do except huddle together for heat and wait for something to happen. we thought we were gong to have to sleep there. because sometimes it can rain for two days and the road is so bad nothing can move.
the girls all ended up leaving in trucks that were passing by. so the guys stayed behind, we busted out the drums and cow bells and started singing our towns theme song.
eventually we get a call letting us know the the indendente of the town has ordered that a tractor comes to pull us out.
so two hours later, we are soaked, muddy and freezing but still in high spirits, we see the tractor at the top of the hill. and within seconds we are guiding the bus out of the ditch and onto the road.!! we did it!!!!!!! and of course we stop at the next little road shop to buy as manny beers and hotdog buns as possible.
two or three more times we had to get out of the bus to keep if from sliding off the road. eventually we made it to the game.
its cold freezing and everyones in the stands shivering in shorts and sandals and muddddd. nobody thought we would make, but we did. and we had our own little section of mud covered funs in the stands.
after 3 hours, the game ends in a tie and it comes down to the penalty shots. it was very exciting but sadly, we lost....so we get out of there as quick as possible. but wouldnt you know it...
on the road we are behind the same bus that wouldnt help us before. and about five times we had to get out to help them push....and not once did our bus get stuck!!! of this we were very proud. we stocked up on boxes of wine and coca cola and were drinking, singing, and banging the drums for the entire ride home.
it sounds like an awful day.....but now that its over and i think back on it, i will never forget it. it was a very bonding experience, and how often can i say i was shirtless in the middle of south america, in the mud pushing a bus, shoulder to shoulder with my paraguayan friends, singing the whole time.
it was actually amazing and i wouldnt have changed anything!!!... accept maybe i would have brought a jacket....
the game started at 3 and about 25 of us decided we were going to take my friends bus and leave at about 9, get there early, grill some meat and drink some beers.
weather looked like it was going to rain, but it was game day and nobody thinks or cares much about it.
and for those of you who don´t remember. the roads leaving my town are all dirt and are almost impossible to drive through when it rains, especially in shitty old bus.
we get on the road and of course it starts raining the roads immediately turn to mud. we are taking it slow and are about 12 kilometros away when bam we hit a turn and the back end of the bus starts to drift and slide down into a ditch.
what is to be done...ill tell you.... all of the guys rip their shirts off, including me of course. IM NOT MISSING OUT ON THIS!!!! haha and we get out in the almost knee deep mud and start to push. we are at this for about an hour or two. and so many times we almost get the dam thing back up on the road. but there is just nothing happening.
there is a bus filled with people stopped about half a kilo back. but of course they are from the opposing town and none of them want to come out and get wet to help us. but also they can´t pass us because our bus is pretty much perpendicular to the road and is blocking it.
enetualy we decide we will have a better chance getting the bus out if we push it all the way into the ditch to straighten it out and then push from there.
SOOO CLOSEEE we come. someone brought out a rope that we tied to the front and there were people pushing and pulling and everyones chanting COME ON YEGROSSSS WE CAN DO THISSS!!!.
so of couse now that our bus is out of the way the other towns bus can pass. and we actually help push their bus...why i dont know because they didnt help us.
so we get back on the bus and there is nothing to do except huddle together for heat and wait for something to happen. we thought we were gong to have to sleep there. because sometimes it can rain for two days and the road is so bad nothing can move.
the girls all ended up leaving in trucks that were passing by. so the guys stayed behind, we busted out the drums and cow bells and started singing our towns theme song.
eventually we get a call letting us know the the indendente of the town has ordered that a tractor comes to pull us out.
so two hours later, we are soaked, muddy and freezing but still in high spirits, we see the tractor at the top of the hill. and within seconds we are guiding the bus out of the ditch and onto the road.!! we did it!!!!!!! and of course we stop at the next little road shop to buy as manny beers and hotdog buns as possible.
two or three more times we had to get out of the bus to keep if from sliding off the road. eventually we made it to the game.
its cold freezing and everyones in the stands shivering in shorts and sandals and muddddd. nobody thought we would make, but we did. and we had our own little section of mud covered funs in the stands.
after 3 hours, the game ends in a tie and it comes down to the penalty shots. it was very exciting but sadly, we lost....so we get out of there as quick as possible. but wouldnt you know it...
on the road we are behind the same bus that wouldnt help us before. and about five times we had to get out to help them push....and not once did our bus get stuck!!! of this we were very proud. we stocked up on boxes of wine and coca cola and were drinking, singing, and banging the drums for the entire ride home.
it sounds like an awful day.....but now that its over and i think back on it, i will never forget it. it was a very bonding experience, and how often can i say i was shirtless in the middle of south america, in the mud pushing a bus, shoulder to shoulder with my paraguayan friends, singing the whole time.
it was actually amazing and i wouldnt have changed anything!!!... accept maybe i would have brought a jacket....
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