Well I have fallen to massive boredom and writers block and
have given up on rewriting my adventures so instead I am posting all the
content I have Scrambled together and see what you guys think of it….
Day 7-14 in Captivity:
Well were stuck here out in the sticks and I am not happy
the days of fantasizing about flying R.V.’s is over the dawn of reality has
begun, and this reality isn’t pretty what was planed as a 1-2 day stop by is
gone we have found that a best case scenario is that we leave in 4-7 problem
was we needed to leave in 1 day. So we all settle in for a long wait and in the
morning of our second day here we set off to tour the R.V. factory; well the
factory was cool it was run by 94% or something like that with man power PURE
MAN POWER!!! But a up side of this stop is at the end of the factory tour the
guild said that red bay has a bunch of hidden surprises and it is more than it
appears. So she said if you’re interested in this go to her office and she has
a bunch of pamphlets about the surrounding area and its “exciting features” and
the coon dog grave yard that’s way out in the sticks whatever that means… so we
head back and drive off to some place in the middle of nowhere and my hopes
were not aroused when we reach a tiny log cabin with a lean-to and a bunch of
grounded trailer and some corn silos. (well I have to say I was wrong about
this place) Well apparently the restaurant was down a hill bye the grass plain
and underneath a really neat stone over hang the whole thing was cool and the
food was great; we all went home with our bellies full and we head home. The
next day we head out to a swamp where Sarah got some sort of bug bite and then
we went to the coon dog seminary where me and James mussed about molly being
jealous of the dogs. The rest of the day was uneventful as far as I remember.
The next day was comprised of slouching and a bit of dog washing done by mom.
The next day after that one me and my dad went out to a local hard where store
and built safety’s for our R.V.’s slides so we wont run into problems like this
one again. Well todays our last day here and were spending it in the shop
lounge and thanks to time laps magic the R.V. repairs are done and now we are
setting off 2 WHOLE HOURS AHEAD “wow” sarcasm aside we continue on the next
chapter of this grand adventure.
Sry guys but I’m writing this all on memory so I cant give
more detail.
Day 41 in Captivity: The adventure begins for real
Today was very eventful, a bit too eventful for my liking,
and it all also started like a terrible day. I had to babysit my sister for the
evening the day before and my mom and dad were not coming back till 10:30 so I
stayed up the whole time to look after the apartment even after my sister fell
asleep. So when my parents got home I was really tired but to make matters
worse I fell asleep slowly; the last time I looked at a clock was 12:28 A.M. So
I woke up tired and exhausted and went to eat breakfast and headed off to the
science museum with the rest of my family.
The metro to the since museum was great because I could
sleep on it and the overall museum was fun. I especially enjoyed the gift shop;
my brother and I were fighting with some toys in the back. After we put the
toys back a clerk told us that racism is not tolerated and that we should stop
making fun of people’s accents. I was so confused because, in my option, the
American accent is the blandest accent in the world and there is no way I would
make fun of some one else’s accent. Later I thought that I should have asked
who complained so I won’t run into this problem again.
Well the metro back was worse then before because it was
rush hour; we arrived at home finally but little did I know the real adventure
was about to begin. My brother and I went to walk Molly and we went to our
usual place across the street in a church garden. We walked in and everything
seemed like normal. We were alone, besides a couple of boys at the other side
of the park with bikes and a large dog. As we walked down to the park one of
the boys shouted something at us. Neither James nor I could hear him so James
yelled, “What?” The boy said something else that sounded vaguely like, “Where’s
my lease on the ground?” I yelled, “What?” The guy rides over on his bike and
asked me with a British ascent so strong he sounded like it was a threat, “Is
your dog good with other dogs?” I take a second to look him over; he was
wearing a white hoodie and was 2 inches shorter then me. After taking this in I
say, “Yes”. He asked me the same question again and I answered again with,
“Yes”. Then he asked me a third time with a little more force than before, “IS
YOUR DOG GOOD WITH OTHER DOGS?” By now I was getting really annoyed with this
guy so I said with a exasperated voice, “Yeah I would think I know my dog is
good with other dogs; you see, I’ve had it for 3 years”. His reaction to this
was completely unexpected he took my words as a threat. (Thinking back on it
maybe an exasperated American accent is like an offensive British one.) We were
reaching the end of the park and I was thankful as the kid I was talking to
started yelling at me asking, “Who in the f@ck I think I’m talking to?” He also
started to say that he will break my jaw and started to punch me and when I
took a step backwards called me a pussy. (Because standing still and getting
punched in the face wouldn’t be a pussy move.) Then he called over his friend
who brought their dog and looked to be 5 foot 8 and asked me how old I was. I
looked at him and said, “13”. He said he and his pal were 14. (I was a little
underwhelmed by him but I was weary of his friend who was wearing the same
hoodie as the first kid). He then said that he could punch my face in. I
respond by saying, “In one punch, really?” He than goes and says where do you
live and I react by saying in that apartment right over there and as I’m doing
this I start to think about my chances in a fight with these punks. James has
run for the hills with Molly and I’m standing still in front of these twerps
glaring them down as they do the same. I then say, “Why on earth do you even
want to threaten me? What on earth have I done to you that demands neck
snapping?” The two of them think on this; the short guy says glancing over his
shoulder as someone enters the park at the back, “We’ll let you two go this
time but I will bust your jewels if I see either of you here again.” So I turn
around and give James an eye roll, who was peeking around a tree looking wary,
and as we walk back I was thinking those guys are so dumb. In a fight, I
wouldn’t have to throw a punch to win; I was 10 feet a way from a road crowded
with people and 40 feet away from our apartment.
Day 43 in Captivity: The Globe Theater
Today we set off in
relatively high spirits mainly because we dint have to do much walking and
Sarah was left back at the apartment with my mom. So as we set of I ask my dad
where are me going and he replied bye saying that first we were going to check out
the London office from one of his old jobs (we were taking the metro for this
one) and then we will see if anyone had given back there tickets to the globe
to sell (metro this time), so we could enter the theater which before hand
would have needed to be booked 2 month’s before hand. So we head off onto a
double decker bus and wait for us to reach our stop. When we reach our stop my dad give me and
James all his spare coin and tells us to go of to a café and wait for him to
come back. So we do just that I get a hot chocolate and James jot an orange
soda from Italy. About 20 minutes later me dad comes back and we head of to the
nearest metro station and get on and off at the right stops and we arrive at
the globe theater right on time to wait in line for 1 hour. My dad was hungry
and so was my brother so they headed off to get sandwiches or so I thought…
37 minutes of line waiting later…
Well my dad and
James FINALY SHOWED UP I was pissed I had to stand in line and reassure the
manager 3 times and what did I get nothing (kinda) while in line I managed to
snipe myself 3 front row tickets on the first balcony the best seats in the
whole theater. My dad was apprehensive about buying them for 39 pounds a pop
but I had to remind him that people were starting to leave the live and only 1
ticket showed up before this one so he sighed and bought us 3 and gave me the 3
pounds change for my work. So we set of
to the famers market to get some food on our way I found the first plain crisps
yet they were labeled sea salt crisps. So after eating lunch at the market we
head back to the globe theater and from a tip off from one of my dad’s friends
we got seat cushions for the play. Over all I think the play was excellent I
dono if this was done at purpose but all the dark stuff like murders happened
when the sun was behind a tower at one end of the theater so the whole theater
turned gray expect for the blood on the bodies so over all I have to say that I
am impressed with the old brits and as we head off I wonder how would the
theater be lit at night.
If you guys liked all that then be ready our wifi is back up
and all the fancy writing equipment is here aka: M. Word so be ready for my
awesome daily updates. also sry that I couldn't sort the days in order :(
