This morning we started with a tour of the city of Chester. A couple of Roman soldiers gave us our tour. We saw stone walls that dated back to 200 AD. The Roman tour guides explained about bath houses and gladiators. I thought it was interesting to learn that the gladiators trained at the same places and were able to practice fighting each other ahead of time before the actual battle. While the Romans were talking to the kids I was chatting with Jon in the back of the group when all of a sudden my life flashed before my eyes. I heard a loud splat and felt a breeze brush my cheek. I turned around and there, on the ground, was the biggest splash of bird poop I have ever seen. Had I been one more inch to my right, I would have been a goner! Luckily I only got a little on my flippy floppy.
Needles to say uncontrollable laughter followed. You know the kind you have when you can’t laugh out loud because you don’t want to be rude but it is so funny that you can’t hold it in? You shoulders start to bounce and your whole body convulses. Yup, that was us.
Chester was so hot that I thought I was going to die so I was happy to get back on the coach and head out. We stopped at the train station with the world’s longest name. Here goes… Lanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwyllllantysiliogogogoch. I swear to God! Check the pictures for proof! The Welsh language is very phonetic. The letters are named by the sounds they make.
It is very throaty and some of the letter sounded pretty funny. We did some souvenir shopping at the train station then walked to the grocery store for our supermarket sweep. This is probably the turning point of when the leaders started to loose patients with Jacob. I struggled a lot to stay calm and rational during this mess. The students were given money and a list with the instruction to pack lunch for the following day. They had to do it as a group and make sure they had enough for everyone (45 people). My group actually did pretty well. I guess I just get stressed out when people with no common sense try to organize things like this. But let’s not bring up old stress!
Is that a castle we didn't visit?
On the way to the youth hostel we were staying at that evening we drove though North Wales. The landscape was beautiful, unfortunately all my photos were out of the bus window and those never come out very well. The hostel was an interesting place. It was at the top of a mountain with 360 views. There was a great outdoor place for the kids to run around and play football and lots of common areas. Jill, Lori and I were all in the same room. We did rock, paper, scissors, to see who had to sleep on the top bunk and I was the biggest looser. The room was so small, with no AC and the window would barely open. Poor Jon had it worse. He had to bunk up with Jacob. He ended up dragging his mattress up onto the roof and sleeping outside!