My day was completely unproductive work-wise, but it was totally worth it. I went to meet some other students around 2ish; the original plan was to build a snowman. But we ended up in a group of about 14 and decided to start snowfights instead. We started out playing a revised version of capture the flag in a quad sort of area by some of the dorms, but quickly got bored of that and went out past campus to explore. A few hills, fences, and lots of slippage later we found a field with a giant snow phallus in the middle of it. So naturally we took pictures. (Girls picture has not been put on Facebook yet so I haven't been able to poach it.)
So past the six foot penis was another hill with a foresty looking thing at the top. We noticed there was a little opening in the trees, and thought it would be a good idea to go through. It looked magical.
We ended up in Narnia.
Okay not exactly, but it was really cool. So then we waited around for a few more of our group to show up (and the phone directions were priceless: "no, go past the giant penis, you'll see a magical opening, go through it into Narnia!") Then we started more snowfights, this time with forests and fortresses.
After that game was exhausted we started one that is a little hard to explain, but involved tackling and throwing snowballs in faces and tug-o-war with scarves...needless to say, we all got casualties from that one. We were getting ready to pack it in, because we were all frozen and hurting, when all of a sudden we heard loud war cries and the sound of running feet...We were being attacked by the British! About 30 first year students were running at us, yelling and throwing snowballs. We were outnumbered probably 2 to 1, and we were tired and cold and wet since we had been outside so long, but we fought valiantly. We shouted things like "No taxation without representation!" and "Give me liberty or give me death!", and spurred on, we managed to hijack their giant snowball and roll it back to our side of the field, where we proceeded to destroy it. The Brits started singing 'God Save the Queen' so then of course Tyler had to start quoting the Declaration of Independence. It turned into an all-out vicious snowball war, and I am now covered in bruises and may possibly have a black eye, but I did get quite a few shots in myself.
We then had a cease-fire, introduced ourselves, and made plans to meet again in Narnia the next time it snows.Injuries obtained today:
- Swollen right index finger
- Red and bruised right upper cheek/eye area
- Red and swollen left cheek
- Partly frozen toes
- Various bruises on legs, arms, and torso area
- Massive grapefruit-like swelling above right knee--beginning to bruise and discolor
4 comments:
A giant penis! Ingenious!
Oh Sarah, sounds like the greatest day ever!! Except for the injuries :S but msut've been worth it hehe
I like the way that you have adult fun in the snow and I just regressed completely to being 7 years old, haha
Hahaha! You actually made me miss snow for a second there...luckily I know better (6)
But how nice it is to come home after a snowball fight or a sleigh ride, take off your wet/cold socks and warm up next to the radiator with a cup of tea while the muscle sore slowly settles in :-D
great blog, Sarah...I hope you enjoy your time in London, and, probably more importantly, your time in "Narnia". I hope the wounds aren't too bad, and just become part of the "story" you get to one day share with your friends...heal up, and best wishes!
oh noo - hope your battle wounds are all healed now.
And pretty pretty snow - though i'm disappointed to see only a (big) part of a snowman.
OK - it must just be gutter brain working overtime... but this sentence sounds... err...
"no, go past the giant penis, you'll see a magical opening, go through it into Narnia!"
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