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“What happened?”
“Where’s the rest of our crew?”
“Did they really just cut in front of the rest of our group?”

I was not happy. I don’t like when people get in the way of me moving on. And because this group had gotten in front of us, we were going to have to wait for a while before the rest of our crew could join us. It was a really big group, and they were taking their time, sending one boat down the rapids at a time.

Which is good. It’s safe. It’s what we did. But the fact that I had to wait for this group that was taking forever really made me mad. 😀

After waiting for over fifteen minutes, the rest of our crew was with us again. I was glad to be back together, but I was even happier to be on our way again.

We discussed the next rapids while we were sitting there, letting the other group get a bit ahead of us. It wasn’t long before we were on our way though, which made me happy. I was eager to get to where we were stopping for lunch!

Lunch that day was pita, cream cheese, and a pasty stuff that I think was called Tabouli. I don’t remember what it was, but I know we had Tabouli one day and I think it was this day. Whatever it was, it was really yummy, and I ate almost half of the pita.

That’s right, half. Now normally, I would have eaten two. I was really starting to freak out because I was not eating enough. I knew that I wasn’t, but if I tried to eat anymore, I felt like I was going to throw up. And the last thing I needed was to throw up all the calories I had just managed to force into my body.

I handed the other half of my pita to Luke, who took it with a grin. By then he knew that I was usually going to give him half of my food, and to not get seconds until he knew that I was going to eat it all.

We took a little break there, on the little beach. It was really nice to stretch out my legs. The position I had to sit in was really hard for me. Because my legs are so short, I had to scoot forward on the bench so my knees could reach the knee strap. Unfortunately, that only left about an inch of the bench for me to sit on.

It was really not comfortable, and it hurt to stay in that position for long. It also hurt my ankle, and I couldn’t imagine how badly it must have been hurting Ben’s ankle.

We got back on the water, and I was feeling pretty good. I was still really nervous before most of the rapids, but there were a couple of them that I knew I could handle without a problem. Unfortunately, the next one was going to be a problem.

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*Everything here is from my own memory and may not be correct. Outward Bound is not responsible for anything I post here. Thanks too NCOBS for letting me use their photos.*