I have had a spectacular week. So many things have happened, so many little stories could be told, so much awesome has occured, that I won't even try to blog about much of it. I do have one story from today, however, that puncuates just one reason that I love this place.
In Corning, New York, my current place of residence with my aunt and uncle, there is a fountain. This is not your avergae, everyday, ordinary fountain, oh no- this is an interactive fountain. Picture the theme song from Friends with swimsuits and without the clapping every time(clapclapclapclap!). It's basically a metal cylinder about 4 feet high, shooting water up 15 feet high, and space around it for merriment, dancing to The Rembrandts, or, in some cases, bathing. Yes indeed, right as Uncle David, my 3 cousins and I were about to leave, a man walked up, swimsuit on, and stuck his arm up right over the upward-flowing water. Sure enough, he then washed the other armpit, plugged his nose to wash his face, and rolled around a bit in the standing water. 5 minutes later, we saw him emerge from behind a group of bushes with a different colored pair of shorts on.
Later that day, we saw a guy wielding some kind of arm-attached staff, practicing in an empty lot against thin air. He was winning. Earlier, a kid peed on the wall close to the fountain, overlooking a scenic river. What I love about this is that this is not considered normal. Any one of these activities have been frequently overlooked by me and many (especially the public urinaton,) yet here they constitute an anecdote. I missed home. It's good to be back.
-Will
"Shower makes noise."
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