Day 4

Are you there Mom? Its me. 

Today began with a brutal wake up call. We were yanked by our hair from our sleeping bags at 2:00 AM, before the sun could rear its ugly head. We were forced to see the sunrise. It was not worth it. Next, we were tasked with catching fish for breakfast, but were unsuccessful. Therefore we were left starving until lunch. 

After, we were herded into a bus. Picture this: no air conditioning, 11 sweaty teenagers, 2 oppressive facilitators, and no seats. This vehicle was not a bus, but a time machine in disguise. We were ejected into the year 2050 and forced to solve an impossible case. Someone had polluted the water with Chemical X. Many were presumed to be guilty, but most perished with clean records. In the end, our own time travel machine pilot was the culprit. 

Once again we were told to fish for food, now in the chemical polluted river. This time we were successful. Our catch gave us small fishlike creatures with three eyes and seven fins. That was our food, small but mighty. The runts(freshmen) of our litter all succumbed to our contaminated meal. Us survivors are also now glow in the dark. 

With the same murderous time travel pilot, we were transported back to 2024 and were treated by Ms. Rabiah, the medicine woman. Thank god for plantain oil and jewelweed. 

After our meeting with the magical river healer, we headed back to our lodging, only to learn that we had no access to our previous air conditioned abode. With tears in our eyes, we set up camp, and fed on the rest of our mutant catch, crabs this time. We snapped them open, letting our animalistic instincts take the wheel. Crab remains were flying everywhere, killing two campers. Our cruel facilitators tried to humiliate us more by creating a band called Crab Shrapnel. It wasn't that bad until they released their number 1 hit, Under My Gums. We had to slap ourselves with tortillas to make them stop. 

All in all, today was hard. We are anticipating your arrival. You're coming right???