REPEAT: Water Flinging Festival

Last year's Water Festival was awesome, so we had to do it again. But this year, we invited everyone, wore waterproof clothes, and bought our own buckets. At the end of the night, we ate Justin's smoked meats. 

 Instead of being picked up in a white van empty handed and being trucked up to a random village, this year we walked with buckets in hand, eyes wide open and fully expecting to get SLAMMED with water. Instead, we got water guns to the eyes and a crazy fort full of water manned by young, preteen boys.

STILL fun. We capped off our water fight with a shower, costume change and lunch. While we sat, Caitlin helped French braid my hair and we enjoyed , posing for photos and realizing that many of us were sunburned.

Awesome tan lines? Thanks. Later in the night, Monica and I pose after eating tons and tons of BBQ. Our smiles are genuine and so happy! We also played a lot of beer pong. These are our resident champions:

Don't be fooled by their feminine sorority squat poses. Tom and Gareth coordinate with one another in their dress and dominated our Beirut tourney. 

Lucas and I were both rueful in not being able to best G and T, but we somehow managed to NOT pose for this picture.  Several flip cup and Bananagram games later, this boy, Peter Brown Matthews, 

walked me back to my hotel where I took a blistering hot shower. Great day.