ok, screw the featuring... i have no idea what to do with it, and just linking without a sub is pointless anyway.


mmm. concentrated salt, rip tides, waves higher than your head that you somehow can't bodysurf on, rip tides, watching other people get stung by jellyfish, super ultra wind and MAD AIR PRESSURE. take the first letters of all those, mix them around, add some crack and what do they spell?! flagler beach!! (actually, they probably spell any beach on the northern east coast of florida in april, but work witth me. see: crack.)
it was definitely worth the dollar.

the ride there was okay. nothing much to report from that field.

so then, of course, we arrived.
everyone: Where's the beach?!
the tide was up, and so were the waves, so you literally could not see any sand from the road. except for a little in one spot. (it was like... 20 feet below the road. maybe less, i have no sense of distance...)
but then we turned off into these kind of woods, and drove for a little ways to park the bus.
there was a bunch of water around there, apparently for fishing (but we didn't know that at first).
everyone: wtf?
me: if we're swimming in that...........
actually, we just parked and hiked to the beach. of course.

commenced freezing and being thrown around. having screaming, flailing bodies flung into me made it all worthwhile.

it was after lunch, sitting in the bus having possibly one the most perverted conversations of my life to date (although i didn't participate that much...) that i now remember the most, but i don't want to recount much of it. some people were whiny losers and thought it was too cold to go back out, and they also took a looong time to eat, so some of us just sat in the bus. because it was warm.
some choice things were heard by the adults that had also taken refuge in the bus, and the instigator of most of the perversion thought he was in trouble and so started talking about how he was going to kill the lady in the pink hat.

what was i going to say in the first place...?

oh, THE HOBO! instigator dustin left his shirt off when he changed out of his trunks into sweatpants, and we saw some bearded guy walking around with a bible. so he pressed his bare chest against the window and we banged on it, trying to get the 'hobo' to look. he started walking... really fast...
a few minutes later, he walked by on the other side. repeat former scene, only with someone accidentally calling hobo a homo.


this was a church trip.