Oh the farm! The United Nations packed up, headed north and visited unfamiliar and "uncharted" territories owned by the motherland and uncle-land (the nation we choose is...drum roll please...the Netherlands — shocker!): the TeBos farm. This was actually Korea's second trip to the farm but first a first for Spain. It was truly a United Nations affair too! Even though Fiji did not join us, we were also joined by Germany, Sweden, several Spaniards, and my fellow Americans. Everyone got their hand sucked by calf (as posted in the last blog), nearly got pooped on by a cow milking, and some were even able to play around in the hay. Oh the fun!
Spain was able to go Kayaking with another Spain and nearly got swept away in the fun. My silly Spain handed the paddle to this America and then let go of the dock that had been keeping him from floating down the river. Well, another America yelled for this America to grab Spain and prevent him from floating away (boy what a problem that would have been!). America was able to grab Spain in time and prevent him from being too swept away but in the process Spain's kayak took on a little water and created puddles and got Spain's leg wet. It could have been worse.
Dinner that night was over a fire where the United Nations (the extended UN still) proceeded to fight the international Mafia and bring peace to the world. Every time Korea was accused of being the Mafia and Korea had to defend itself, Korea always said the same thing, "I'm not mafia!" Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't (never trust a quiet country!).
Overall, a shower took care of the stench and we were back on the road home to face the week ahead. Good times were had by all and Korea and Spain went back to school, dragging their feet as usual Monday's go.
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