Sunday, September 12-Jamestown, ND: Reed's Perspective

Today served as a mini vacation in our otherwise destination to destination schedule. The day started at ten thirty this morning for our crew. Mr. O’Brien and I headed down to the hotel breakfast, while the girls stayed in their room and did girl type things. Once we had taken full advantage of the all you can eat buffet, we met Lauren and Grace on the balcony to embark on our epic battle to defeat homework.

Following about an hour of mind assaulting studies we moseyed on down to Mrs. Wooley’s room and headed out to Frontier Village, the buffalo capital of the world. It was like a non-commercialized version of Wall Drug. We were immersed in an old timey, 19th century town. We walked along a road that led to the largest buffalo in the world! It was Gigantonormous! Off in the distance there was a small, difficult to see buffle. There was even an albino one.

After taking a picture of the cast as a buffalo turd we stopped in a little art gallery where there was a nice, slightly crazy, woman who was also in a play. Then, the fab five progressed to the area of the replica town where there were numerous shops and two cabooses. It seemed that the cabooses were living spaces, so we all imagined a caboose operator named Kevin who was in love with a caboosett named Ethel. Unfortunately, Kevin was already married and had a son, Hansel, who later died from jumping on the bed into nails sticking out from the ceiling. Also, Grace’s boyfriend was a telegraph operator.

Jack, Grace, and Lauren rolled down a hill while I watched from the safety of a nearby rock. After that adventure, we had had enough of the dated village and headed back to the hotel, stopping by a grocery store on the way. To my disgust, Lauren used her unwashed hands, which touched a horse, to eat pickles. Jack spent $1.70 on a cold 20 oz Pepsi while I spent $1.80 on a warm 2 liter of Mountain Dew. I think it’s clear who is the better shopper.

Briefly stopping at the hotel for a rest and a little snack, I got the urge to swing on a swing, so we looked up a nearby park and walked about a mile to get there.  I’ll say, I thoroughly enjoyed the swings! We spotted a cool four-way teeter-totter, but there were some preteen kids dumping rocks on it. Jack had the brilliant idea to dance at them until they left. Sadly, they just told us to go away, but I guess a few minutes later they got bored with it anyway and left. We then just sat there and watched the North Dakota kids throw a pop can full of rocks at a tree.

It started to get dark, so the four of us headed back to the hotel, and bought a pizza along the way. We ended the night by watching Return of the King on tv and talking until 3 am about nearly everything under the sun. All in all, it was a spectacular day full of adventure with great friends,

I’m going to Miami for my vacation,

                    Reed Saunders.