fruitopia moments

(if you are reading this and haven't read the previous post you might want to as this is the events of our Grade 12 trip continued...)
On Thursday morning if we were looking forward to a breakfast for champs we were to be bitterly disappointed. The breakfast at Laval was a crusty attempt of making garbadge look like food... I guess it just adds to the experience eh?
After breakfast we went to the military base in Quebec (I think its called "La Citadel") It was a pretty awesome fortress. I wouldn't want to have attack that in the olden days. There was the HUGE cannon called Rachel.. lol Rachel I don't think you're a beast. :)
After the tour they put us in groups and gave us a camera with which we could tour the city and take crazy pictures. We got a picture of Andrew getting told of by a cop, us with all kinds of different Quebec hats on, we posed with a stuffed bear wearing "don't feed the bears boxers on", and other crazy pics. I can't wait to see them developed. With our groups we then went for lunch, I had this fresh fruit parfait which was soooo good. The whipped cream.... mmm. Good thing we did a lot of walking that day.
After lunch we then went to a famous church where many people were healed. It was an amazing building, so detailed and beautiful. Everything about that church was perfect in its style.
On the way back to Quebec we stopped by at the waterfall, where we saw the TCS kids on their grade 8 trip... fancy seeing them there. The stairs to get to the top were unending, there were sooooo many. Zach, Luther, Robert, and I raced eachother to the top, and of course I won right boys? Just remember there is no reality, except for mine, just ask Julie. Once on the top we could go on a bridge that went right over top the water fall. Looking down at the waterfall was awesome. Matthijs made a rainbow at the botom by pouring a drop of his orange gatorade down the waterfall, that is how rainbows happen. Julie, Josh, and I took the Gondala down... go figure, we could handle the stair up, but not down. It was a nice view though.
We then went back to Laval where we got ready for dinner, I ironed Jess's hair... I will conform many people in my life that the iron is the way to go. We went to a pasta place for dinner where there was many, many kids there eating dinner with us. Josh daring me to squeeze the butter container, but stopped me just in time before I popped it and butter went everywhere. But the funny thing is that there were kids across from us who saw me doing it and tried it, and before I knew it I was sprayed with butter. I tried to look mad, but I couldn't because it was too funny and if I were them I would have probably done the same.
Afer dinner we went to the Plains of Abraham and played soccer. But before we played soccer, Mrs. Shuurman, Jess, and I had to try to find a washroom, which was an adventure in itself. We walked everywhere before one, and Mrs. Shuurman almost pushed right onto a dead groundhog. *sick. Then Jess and I waded into a waterfountain and took pictures with penguins who played intraments. We then made it back to the soccer fields, where we played tackle soccer. I found the tricks take Nathan out by his bumm ankel and Mathijs has sore legs. It was fun though I took them both down at the end, though not before getting taken out by Mathijs. But I got in a lot of noogies and kidney punches. "Zach, at least I don't take Calculus!"
We then when back to Laval, but most of us were really thirsty so we decided to take a walk to the nearest gas station to buy drinks. On the way there Mathijs and I realized that we share the same problem, the difficulty of trying to be humble when we are so great. It felt so good to find someone else who understands what it is like to be perfect...lol. And there was a fountain that we passed that it was necessary for Jess and I to wade in. At the gas station I bought a fruitopia, where I would later find out the bottle would come in handy, eh Jess? Ahhh fruitopia moments... juice $1.75, bottle priceless. At the gass station it crossed my mind that we should have a gas fight like on Zoolander, but my better judgment won out... not very often that happens, but in this situation it prevailed.
We went back to Laval, this time to sleep, though it was kinda hard considering there were drunk men outiside our window yelling at the top of their lungs.
The next day was.... La Rounde!!! It was an amazing time. The first ride on I went on was a rollercoaster. I ussually am terrified of them and this one was no acception. I told the guys that I wanted a warm up, and I guess to them this was one... The line up was long except it was kept interesting, by watching a group of 40 guys try and bud their way through the line up, only to be escorted away by security, while the whole line was cheering and clapping. "Na Na Na, Hey Hey Hey Good-bye!" The rollercoaster was very, very, very terrifying. I was curled up in the fetial postion the whole time even though your supposed to keep your head back so you don't get whip lash. By the end Mathijs had to assure me that it was almost over, I'm surprised I heard him over my screams of terror. Though it was worth it. The thrill of a life time. I went on other rides the whole day which were fun also. It was so hot that day, so the water fight by the kids water park felt so good. Good thing that the sun was hot though, cause we needed to dry off before going on the bus back to Ottawa. On the busride back I hung out with Mrs. Shuurman. Man I miss her so much. She is more a friend than anything else, I can't wait for next year when we can hang out more. We had some good talks but also a lot of fun. Josh was joking about how at grad we should have futurarian that predict where everyone will be in 10 years. So Mrs. Shuurman asked me to tell her fortune by reading her palm, so I did the whole "You are going to be very rich, here is you mansion, your cars, and *spit* your swimming pool. LOL - "that was great guys, really great." But then she got me back by giving me a wet whilly.
The Grade trip was great, memories that I will take with me the rest of my life. A great way to end your highschool years with your classmates. Thank-you all for making it what it was.