*Hey there. I apologize for being so neglectful. I've been too busy avoiding my responsibilities to update.*
After much panic and excitement the evening before, everybody was set for the long awaited trip to Carlingford Adventure Centre. Even though the majority of students attending the trip could not be marked down as 'morning people', the bus was unsurprisingly noisy. I'm marking it down to the adrenaline, but I may be incorrect in assuming that my peers are just as cranky at 7 am as I am.
The bus journey seemed short enough, but I may have fallen asleep, so I can't make the most accurate judgement. Once we had scrambled for our luggage we were greeted by a couple of the instructors and immediately split into two groups. Before we had even time to sit down, my group was suited up and sent off to play laser tag. If I had to take away one thing from this experience, it would be the knowledge that being small can be advantageous at times. If I ever need to crouch in a cramped space and shoot at my classmates again, I'll be the one laughing.
In the evening we set off back up the mountain/ hill thing for the night walk. The walk itself was quite brief and ended in my group being frightened by the other. After that ordeal we headed further into the forest and played some games in the dark. The walk home was not as horrible as the one up, and gave us a gorgeous view of the coast and the brightly-lit town below us.
On Tuesday morning we gathered up our things and dragged ourselves from our rooms, not wasting the opportunity to complain as we did so. Breakfast was quick and we were soon out again for archery, body zorbing, and a team activity.
I may have fallen over more than I would like to admit. (Source) |
Though we would have liked to stay for another little while, I don't think anybody was too sad to get on the nice, warm bus.
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