Sheri was right.
Last Saturday, at 6:30 am, about a third of our church loaded up on a tour bus and went down to Kentucky to the creation museum . The boy was supposed to go, but 2 weeks before we were to leave, his work schedule changed and he was unable to come with us. We were all bummed. C, another boy in the youth group, took his place.
We hadn’t gotten down the road maybe 10 minutes and I looked back to find this.
The trip was said to be about 3 hours, but my backside and Superman’s watch said it was more like 4.
It has been cough at least coughtwentyonecough years since I have ridden a tour bus. They have made some changes in buses. Like they have added TV’s. This is great for watching movies to pass the time.
However, it wasn’t a movie that we were blessed to see, we were stuck watching The Gaithers.
Now, don’t be hatin’, I am just not a Southern Gospel fan.
If you are, wonderful. If not, I know you’ll feel my pain. I had enough Gaither/Southern Gospel music in my growing up years to last a life time. To further compound the agony, that lovely monitor was right in front of our seats.
When we got there we immediately were ushered downstairs into a conference room to eat. After eating I immediately began snapping pictures. C wasn’t used to this. Can you see the shock in his eyes?
We watched a movie that talked about the 7 C’s in God’s Creation. It was really neat. We got sprayed with water and everything. Well, everyone but myself got sprayed with water. I covered the water spicket with my finger. At least my hair still looked good, and that is all that mattered.
The crush of people in this place was astounding. I don’t have many pictures of the exhibits because there was just. so. many. people. I am not a crowd person, and this frayed a bit at my nerves.
This room was much less crowded. So I snapped a picture of my pack mule Superman.
Please stop with the pictures already.
The girl loves to have her picture taken, so she is more than willing to do anything I ask. Go get in the fake mine. Sure.
Stand beside the temple exhibit. Fine.
Scooch together for a group shot. No problem.
C, is beginning to accept that a camera in my hands means that his picture is going to be taken too.
This made me laugh out loud.
Do you see the resignation on his face? I would giggle every time I took his picture, and he would laugh right along with me.
I thought that this was rather telling, as it came from the British Report of Church Alliance 2003.
It really made me sad.
So, I took another picture of my girl.
By this time, I was really weary of the crowds, the kids were getting hungry, and I just wanted to sit down. So we went outside.
It was so lovely out. Behind the bridge that you can see was a swinging bridge. I stayed at the table enjoying the peace and quiet while everyone else went to jump on the swinging bridge.
When they came back, C got some more to eat and drink. That boy can put away some serious groceries!
We waited around for another 2 hours to see the planetarium. It was the best part of the trip. So much information, way cool graphics, and comfy seats that laid almost flat. Wonderful show, at least what I saw of it. Those chairs were really comfy.
When it was time to go, we went out to get on our bus, but it wasn’t there. The driver had noticed when he dropped us off that it was leaking something, so he and a repair man had been busily working on the bus the entire day.
We still waited outside for about 45 minutes for it to be fixed, but that’s ok. Just gave me time for chatting, and for my pack mule Superman to sneak my camera out of the bag and take pictures of me. Paybacks are forth coming. I promise.