I get to Boise after a really interesting conversation with a nice guy I met on the plane. Further showing me I was sooo wrong about Americans, they are actually awesome!!
As I get to the hotel, I have a lot of banter with the receptionist who seems really cool and pregnant; and she let me touch it:
1. She got one of the girls working there to escort me to my hotel room. Being escorted to my hotel room..Boom..Virginity 1 down!
2. Then another first, the following day, she got another girl (hotel worker) to escort me to my room, when I knew where my room was, that was interesting, the escortee told me, and the receptionist she only had 2 mins to spare, I replied I am going to need at least 20 minutes, to which she replied, oh well I guess I can take my break now. Boom! Being escorted anyway that I knew my way to..Virginity 2 down!
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| This is not actually her |
My colleagues, out of their immense niceness took me around and showed me around Boise, so one of these colleagues took me to a barbeque with her family and this is where the virginities just dissappeared…
3. Shot a gun: A 30 Carbon, 40 ACP, 9mm and 17 hr. When I shot the sniper rifle I was really impressed, as I was hitting the targets from over 20 metres away, with relative consistency and accuracy, until I got back into the car. I got back into the car and was advised that this gun had been altered to suit a 9 yr old girl. I was somewhat deflated by this, but to add insult to injury I was then told that this 9 year old would shoot with better accuracy from twice the distance. It took me a second to get over this because I just realised I had just shot a gun and that was such an awesome experience.
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| This is not the actual 9 yr old. |
4. I learnt how to fish. My colleague’s husband makes fishing rods. So I learnt how to do the technique of throwing your line into the water, and it really is a difficult thing to actually pull off with impressive consistency and effiecieny, and suffice to say I need to practice this one a lot more.
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| This is not me running around. |
5. I played ‘Chinese Fire Drill’. This is an awesomely fun antic. You wait till you get to a red light, and then whoever is playing jumps out the car and runs around the car, before the light turns green. Muchos child like fun (my favourite type)
6. I learnt from a Karate Master how to hold a fist so that I can produce 80% more power and to limit the potential ability to move me using my arm, useful if and when this may ever happen. In addition, I have been invited to some Karate lessons which I am totally taking up.
7. I met a Mexican and also learnt the racial slur used to define them. Man, I am really quite sheltered!
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| This is not the actual Karate Master |
8. And best till last... I actually committed a felony, a real life felony, one that I could go to prison to for about 10 years. What is the felony? Im sure you are asking, and here it is: I, opened a mailbox that was not my own. True Story in the sense I did, and in the sense it is a felony with a 10 year prison sentence.
I literally loved all of these experiences and I felt so looked after and the hospitality shown to me was on par with the hospitality that extended family would treat you with. In addition the people I was meeting were so interesting and friendly. I literally felt like I was on holiday, but work I’m sure will bring me back to down to earth.
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