Lake Bunyoni Canoe Weekend
Day 1
A hire chews burned corn. It quickly tires his jaw. We feel our legs rock back and forth from canoes, though we now sit still, sneezing smoke burned off from six beanstalk-sized logs. Eerily warm ashes sneak up our jacket sleeves. Our leader Moses promises legs will ache tomorrow like our paddling muscles burn today. No land in sight lies flat.
Everyone tried to sleep before the sun set. The younger ones confess to hangovers. A poor radio signal plays bad music. We trade tales of buraucratic corruption, waiting for our lamb to lose more pinkness. Insects feast on us as we pine to feed.
Day 2
An 18k hike/run/canoe jaunt today. Nimechoka cabisa. Rest those heavy eyelids, after some on-demand campfire rapping.
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Sithee says she loves you and thinks about you ALL the time! We saw the flip side of your starry sky this wkend at the cabin. She loves the blogs...all on her organic level with raw lamb and fresh air exhaustion. She has paraphrased your stories to the point where they have now morphed into a whole new set of experiences you might have some time!
live/luv/laf, I-3
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