Welcome to Camp Bromazeen

Remember how as a missionary time was bizarre? The days feel like weeks and the weeks feel like days. Well that was this week. I guess that's what happens when you do so many things. Here's a few:

WHITE WATER RAFTING
We stopped at Mimi/Grampy's for dinner and were surprised to find a large tree on top of their power lines, left by the firemen with "bigger fish to fry". Despite any setbacks, we were treated to a Hutchins-worthy feast and the company of Laurabeth/co and T Dawg (who will be sorely missed in Utah).

Anyhow we got up to camp and since there was no emergency personal, and I happen to be an EMT, we got the First Aid cabin. Complete with electricity, running water, flushing toilets, A/C, and mattresses. No complaints. The tent situation was iffy at best.

I was glad to establish a Hutchins raft with only 2 extras. I know Greg the guide could trust our family to be exactly obedient. And thus take us in all the dangerous (and more fun) routes. One time Dad tried to take a dive into the Cribworks, but was pulled back in by his hairless ankle. Pretty sure Adam, one of the extras, took some suicide dives. (Ok, ok, we all wanted to dive into the rapids. What an adrenaline rush.) Hopefully, pictures to come.


PFIZER
I have one week left, although the ceremonial end to my internship happened this week, in the form of a poster session. Now this poster session is specifically NOT a competition. Naturally, I wanted to win. So  not only did I have TWO posters, but I had food at my table. All who attended will agree it was a great success.

I also assisted my friends Andy and Alex in their networking, by connecting them with El Presidente himself. He was happy to find out that they are both working on projects for him. And they were happy to be found talking to VIP Brian from England when we walked up. They are delightful humans.

Andy, me, and Alex. They're the best.

GUILT
En route to Camp Bomazeen (aka BROmazeen), we made up a new boardgame in which you keep picking up cards with real family events are rewarded guilts accordingly. For example:

1. You hid teeth in a glass of milk behind the toilet for 4 months. +50 guilts
2. You did the dishes without being asked. -3 guilts
3. You got pulled over. Roll the die- odds, you got a ticket, +5 guilts, evens, you had 25 milk in the backseat and he let you off, 0 guilts
4. You locked the door and watched as Naomi got chased around the backyard by the killer rooster. Everyone picks up +10 guilts

You get the picture. Any future spouses will have to survive playing the game to pass the test.