Clash of the Clubs today...Ruski Klub completely dominated in pie-eating (thanks to B-man) and kendama (thanks to yours truly). We would have won pentanque, had we not run out of time...Japanese club ended up winning because we had to go catch the activity bus and didn't have time to finish the game.
Me and James and Jimmy screamed at Brandon in Russian during the pie eating contest. And then I ran around in the baggy pants I stole from Chris who stole them from Alex, the straps from the pants flying everywhere, the Russian flag that James bestowed on me flapping behind...good times.








"And I am left aimlessly behind
Traveling the paths of might-have-beens"