Okay have to be muy quick...
Last night the teacher responsible for the mountain debarkle came to talk to us with his wife. We all sat around the table and connie translated. It was an extremely intense situation. He maintained that the excersise went according to plan and he was happy with it - EVEN THOUGH PEOPLE WERE VERY CLOSE TO DYING. He said stuff about god being there. People were yelling and very upset, as they should have been.
A lot of the issues covered had to do with cultural experiences although we managed to sort of convice him of our point of view, that you don´t put university students lives at risk to pass an outdoor ed exam. I think the guy was a bit loony as well.
There´s really too much to cover on the journal, but it was quite an experience to come face to face with that degree of superstition, stupidity and the absolute disregard for the sanctity of life.
Anyway.. Gearing up for christmas. Bought my chris kringle pressy. We´ve got heaps of parties lined up at churches, houses, halls and all the rest, so don´t expect much communication for the next month depending on how my hangovers go.
To my friends and family. Love you all (try and call you mum & dad). I hope your christmas will be as happy and simple as ours. Good food, shelter, laughter, surrounded by your loved ones.
Sorry about the brevity of communication got to fly... (by the way the communication tower is up and it stands as pround and tall as all the phallic imagery i could ever muster in my dirty little mind.. what an acheivement - photos may be available on the internet soon)
Love you all. PEace out. Jules.
Ave a beer for us boys and girls. See you soon big boy. Drive me car. I dream about her.
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