Of course the rain returned for round two, and three, four, five, and more. There were lots of on and off again showers that changed the plans a bit. The nice thing about the lake though is that there aren't really set plans. It all depends on what is going on. Instead of an early morning ski or wakeboard trip we spent the time reading. It was a bit chilly outside and raining so we sat in the old sunroom.
My dad is reading one of my genocide books that talks about the background of Rwanda. That is nice because I have someone else to talk to about what was going on. It is hard to understand and put together how the killing happened in Rwanda. I don't understand how so many people could be swept into believing that an entire population needed to be killed when they were living side by side only moments before. I hope that through the class and trip to Rwanda I will begin to see things come together or how they never came together.
Anyway, when the rain let up for a bit Dad, Ad, and I went out on the Cobalt (Mom & Brid went to church) and were headed up towards Hide-A-Way when the boat kept stalling. Finally as we were passing Aunts Creek Cove the boat died. Since the gas gauge is broken we weren't sure what the problem was. Last time Dad was down he filled the boat with gas and we hadn't run it that much this weekend. At the moment as we were floating in the middle of the channel it didn't matter what was wrong. The issue was how do we get back to the dock?
Just our luck due to the rain there were few boaters out and about. The exception was a boat within 100ft (I really have no idea if that is how far away they were, I just made that up...we didn't have to yell but we didn't use inside voices either and they heard us). It was a 4 younger guys and a gal already partying. They were kind enough to take Ad back to the dock to get the fishing boat which Ad then used to tow us back to the dock. It was slightly amusing that the people didn't even realize our boat was dead until Adam told them as he got off their boat on the dock. I thought it was pretty obvious that we were stranded, maybe it was the booze who knows.
A few gallons of gas and the boat started again. I guess maybe it never got completely full last week when Dad "filled it up" I don't know. The bottom line is that it is always good to have working gauges and gas in the tank. I think that will be fixed soon. After that event it was time to clean out the garage (actually just move furniture and burn empty boxes). Then I took a nap, just a small one only 10 min. Oops 2 hrs later I woke up and it was dinner time.
Fished on the dock (I caught nothing) then watched a movie called Taken. It was an intense movie, for sure action packed (my dad didn't fall asleep). It is funny how in my family we rate the movie on if Dad is awake at the end or at what part he fell asleep. You know it is not his kind of movie when he doesn't even make it past the main menu. Taken is about a girl who gets kidnapped while she is traveling in Europe. Thanks Ad for picking this one out. I say that because my sister is over in London studying abroad and I am going to head there in about a month. As young adults this is going to be exciting and a chance to see the rest of the world. To my mom this is a chance for something bad to happen. So a movie about abductions of young women in Europe is not the pick movie of the night.
I recommend the movie for anyone seeking action and lots of shooting, blowing up, fire, fast cars, and close combat knocking out.
My name is Meg and I am currently a Geriatrics and Palliative Care Fellow at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York City. I started this blog several years ago as a way to remember and talk about what I experienced while studying abroad in Rwanda during the summer of 2009.