GOLD 2

Sorry blog followers, the internet has been semi-functional, and I am just to darn busy having fun.
I'll try to start from where I left. So, first of all, PT has begun. And I like it. The first day was the base line to figure out which group you are in, and then we had some stations, and some more running. I like it because its not impossible, but it is definitely some work. The worst part of it is getting up at 5 o' clock in the morning when it is still dark out, and having to warm up and stretch in the soggy wet grass. Other than that it is great, and I am energized and ready for the day. Lets see what else. Besides PT we are doing much more training, and its all very exciting. Thats a lie, its not all exciting, some of it is quite dull, but probably pretty prevalent to what we are doing (please, everyone, appreciate my alliteration). Some things I am becoming certified in are: CPR, First Aid, Red Cross Disaster Relief, Van Safety (15 passanger van), and much much more. I am learning about diversity and peaceful conflict resolution.
I am also having lots and lots of fun. The other night we went to a hookah bar. It was a lot of fun, very "zen"ish, if you will, sort of Arabian feeling, except of course the loud American music. This weekend we went to San Francisco and I did wear flowers in my hair, and my hippie dress because it was not pouring rain this time, this time it was beautiful. We got in late Saturday night, and just walked around the city a bit, and spent some time with my friend's brother. Sunday was "hella" sunny, and we went to a beach in the morning by the Golden Gate bridge, stuck our toes in the almost-as-cold-as-the-great-lakes bay. Then we drove around the city a bit, guided by a former San Franciscan resident, and grabbed some food to go picnic in the park, perched on "hippie hill." It was a beautiful day, and we rolled down the hill like a bunch of five year olds, and eventually went to meet up with a few other people. Our last stop was Haight-Ashbury, where we perused some hippie stuff before heading back to Sacramento for a team meeting. I found out I am in the gold unit, and that we had the next day off.
On our day off we went to a rock climbing gym and played around for a while on the rock wall, and bouldering. We came back and put together a game of kick ball. And kick ball again today.
I love that I can step outside when I have a moment off and find some sort of leisure activity going on, be it kickball, frisbee, or soccer...well, I don't play soccer, but there is always someting to do.
Lets see, what else have I done...oh, well, I also discussed (in my unpublished, lost to the disfunctional internet blog) my Wisconsin accent. Apparantley, it is pretty strong, but what is really fun, is we over accentuate the O's and other letters, and have come up with a Minnesota/Irish accent to use in conversations, it sounds wonderful.
My beloved Pod 18 is now broken up, but before we separated we became quite the clan...speaking often in the aforementioned accent, howling like wild things, clapping and chanting, and generally misbehaving/being obnoxious. I think everyone else is glad we are broken up, but we are heart broken.
I am now a member of Gold 2! With a fabulous Gold Unit cheer parodying the SNL sond "I'm on a boat" we sing "I'm on the Gold" Its quite clever, and I think it will be a good year. However, this took me a really long time, and I think someone else might want to get on this functioning computer.