210302, 1251hr, central time.

my springbreak trip was quite good. hmm. we rafted down new river, and the lower gauley river in west virginia. because it's still quite cold, we had to put on wetsuits. we were originally too cheap to rent the wetsuits, prefering to just brave it out. till the lady who took care of us, Peggy, took pity on us, and offered the wetsuits to us at a ridiculous discount. i'm so glad she didn't let us continue with our foolish cheap ways.....we soon found out that the water was blardy freaking cold, even with the wetsuit on. but apparently we went at a good time, because over the weekend, it was quite rainy, and the water level of both rivers was quite ideal. in fact, the lower gauley river trip was their first for the season. and the day after we rafted new river, our trip leader told us that new river got too flooded, and couldn't be rafted. it's all perfect timing.

the rafting itself wasn't particularly inspiring for me, because it didn't seem at all dangerous for me. at one of the rapids in new river, alvin fell into the water, but shaun who was sitting in front of him, held on to him till we got to calmer waters, i got quite a shock when he first fell, but the fact that i didn't fall, considering i'm so water prone, [remember my winter trip?] made me feel quite confident in the raft. there wasn't really any dramatic mishaps. i don't know why i'm as sick as to want something to happen....maybe it's a sign that my life is really too boring. hmm.

actually, come to think of it, there are a few memorable moments in the trip. like the beautiful stretch of the lower gauley river, when we were playing a fool in the river. lynn got pushed off the raft into the river. [starting from lake michigan during our chicago trip in freshman year, the guys have been threatening to throw her into all kind of water bodies for the past years. so this time they finally did it. haha.] the marshmallow and hot chocolate/coffee bbq we had outside our little cottage. the little puppy chewy that was sooooo damn cute, though he insisted on chewing on our sandals. the surprisingly wonderful meals they served us at the house next to our cottage. the teasings i endured for the way i eat my corn [don't ask]. the hilariously crappy chat we had on our last night in the cottage.

i wish i wrote during the trip, when the emotions are still fresh. i probably would have written something more inspiring, and closer to how i felt then, which was generally quite positive. what i'm writing now is closer to how i feel now. which is basically pretty negative. but anyway, in all, it was a good break. to get out there, and not have to think about anything else but whether my socks and swimsuit would dry in time. hahaha. i intentionally left my watch behind, it was quite therapeutic. it was good to let loose, when i was there.

but now i'm back. sigh. when will this end?