It was boring.
Oh, were you hoping for more??
Here goes, we drove an hour to a little place where there were fat men in feathered hats and strange outfits and then we walked around and shopped in the little indian stores for about an hour and a half. Then, the teachers forced us to walk out to the mounds which are quite litterally, mounds. Huge mounds of dirt (sorry Anthony, soil) sitting in a field. There were a few trees placed stragetically in wood-like gatherings and this is Amanda, Kelly, John Meyers, and then Taylor and I were behind the camera hiding in the woods. I was wondering how many indians had sex in these woods when Amanda and Kelly and John forced me out and made us walk through the field, more woods, next to a mound, and then near this gigantic cement wall. We decided we had, had enough excitement for the day and headed back to the little powow clearing where the voice of God and the fat men in feathered hats were howling (oh, I think it was folk singing) and dancing about like loony people. Then we left and got back on the busses and ate at McDonalds. It was yummy like the hot guy that walked in and Amanda nad I met Ashlee Ryan's grandma, Doris. Ashlee was a technitian last year in shows. She is now at Coney Island. The bus ride home was quite boring and when we got back I took a few more pictures but they were either blurry, embarrassing, or in some other way complicated and I haven't and never will put the on here.