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So, I’m currently not sure how I am going to lay out the tales of the last week + of my life. I think I will have to split this entry into a few posts.

My previous post showed excitement for a person named Steve, who was coming to visit. I met Steve through a few friends at university. Funny thing is; he is from Canada. This was his second trip to North Carolina, he came and visited us a year and a half ago, in March.

Steve flew into town last Thursday evening. A friend and I went to the airport to pick him up, not knowing which flight he was coming in on or the terminal, but thanks to some smarts and a bit of luck, we found him without any problems. When we left the airport with the Canadian, we went to our friend mom’s house where she cooked a bunch of us dinner. It was quite scrumptious. We hung out for a while there, then went and got ice cream (apparently they do not have extra good chocolate milkshakes in Canada like they do down here). After ice cream and hanging out, we broke apart to our respective residences to get some sleep because all of us had to work the next day.

The next time I saw the Canadian was Friday evening. A group of us (8) attended the Carolina Hurricanes hockey game, to see them lose horribly 7-4. This season, it’s normally been the other way around, but oh well. They ended up winning Saturday night 8-3. We also had some others from out of town come to the game. Despite the loss, it was a lot of fun.

After the game, some of the group left to travel to where most of us went/go to college. I went home and went to bed because I had to get up early the next morning to travel to volunteer at a Girl Scout camp in the mountains of NC; something I used to do a lot while in college.

I arrived at the camp Saturday around lunch time, which was perfect timing. Everyone had just made it back to the main area to eat lunch. It was very nice to see everyone. I hadn’t seen most of them for a couple of months. It was nice to meet the new pledges as well.

After we all ate, we went back to work. I worked on the splitting/stacking/chopping/unloading wood team. I consider myself a semi-professional when it comes to wood. Since I was a wee lad, my father and extended family have always warmed homes with wood stoves. I used to help my family cut, stack, and load wood. I rather enjoy it actually. It’s a good work out and you actually accomplish something by the end of the day.

Anyway, we worked for a few hours, then cleaned up and ate dinner. After dinner, I hung out for a while, did some interviews, caught up with old friends, and then headed up the mountain to university to meet with everyone else from the day before.