Wendy’s Journal
Today was a catastrophe. We went to The Grotto of Female Genitalia. This was a temple worshipping the womb. It is worshipped because many tribes in this area believe that all things are created in the darkness of the womb. On the way there we saw a water buffalo being whipped as it was smashing mud so that it could be molded. We were distraught at this terrible sight. The tour guide said it was just. By her logic, the buffalo deserved all the hurt it was receiving. She said that it might have been a rapist, murderer, or thief in its last life and besides, it needed to be done by something and it was too hard for humans to effectively do. After our mini lesson on Buddhism, we arrived at our destination. The guide went to the toll booth and was given some long lecture about the rules, I suppose I didn’t understand the language. She returned to us and told us to be careful and then let us loose. Wyatt and I found our own little place in the park. It was this small grotto. It was very private. We decided to have fun with each other. First, we admired the room, it was very interesting. This entertained us for about thirty minutes. We were unaware that that place was scared so we started to make out. Nothing bad, just a little fun.
In fact, I thought this whole experience was extremely daring. We were in a different country together. A just a month after meeting, and I was starting to feel things. And not what I normally felt for guys, like something deeper. I thought about her every moment my brain left empty. I do not want to admit it but I think I might be in love. Maybe, just maybe, I might tell him before the trip was over. How great would it be if the first time we declared our love for each other was in a place unlike any other either of us had seen?
Okay well anyway, back to the day, just as it was getting good Wyatt and I heard some commotion outside our tiny room. We immediately got up and went to find the source. We saw Marlena, Harry, and Esme huddled together in the middle of a circle of somewhat angry looking men. We wondered what the heck they all did and decided to get down before we suffered the same fate.
One the bus back to the hotel everyone shared their stories. Rupert had climbed on top a rock, where he was not allowed, and as a result of the rain, he could not get down. Moff stood at the bottom yelling during the entire day. Dwight, Roxanne, and Heidi were stuck in the rain, so Dwight found what he thought was a shed and broke in. It was ,in actuality, a temple in which tourists were not allowed. And worst of all Harry had peed on a statue, getting his group surrounded by angry citizens.
The one thing I’ve learned about today is that we need to get a better person in charge.
