so. Saturday came. we were going to be spending the day with the Slovak team and our two Romanians. it was our day to bond as a team. I woke up bright and early and threw on my favorite chambray shirt and pink skinny jeans (cause honestly, is there anything better?) and we headed out.
we were heading to Banska Stiavnica. its totally fine if you can't pronounce it. it took me try after try after try. it rolls right off my tongue now, though. so there's hope! :) it was about a two hour drive from Nove Zamky and we were riding in a van, me in the very back seat with Emily and Hutch.
now, I get extremely car sick at times. I need air coming out of the vents, pointing right at my face, or be able to see out of the front, or something. and...I always get deathly ill when driving in the mountains, and the place we were headed was very hilly and twisty-turny and I got deathly ill. I thought I was going to die and was about to ask them to let me out, when we pulled over because Mrs. Sue wasn't feeling well either. we both got some fresh air and arrived at our destination shortly afterward.
|the Cerrillo family: Mrs. Sue, Mr. Lou and Paul|
|Mrs. Donna, Pica and Mrs. Nancy|
|Peter and Michaela and their two little girls|
|clockwise: me, Emily, David and Hutch|
|clockwise: Mr. Lou, Paul, Mrs. Donna, Mrs. Dee and Mrs. Deb|
|Emily, Hutch, David and Paul|
|22 of our 26 teammates while we were in Slovakia|
when we got back, the "worship team" practiced for Sunday morning, and that was fun. it was me, Emily, Pica, David M., David C. and Mr. Lou. we sounded good together, too. it was my favorite part of the trip, singing with them.
|me, Emily, then Pica and David, and then David....yeah...its confusing. :)|