Monday, August 2, 2010

Kupa Trip: The Day the Zag Swag Was Born

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After a rough night of zombie survival we made it to the morning with nothing but a few scratches on us. And little did the chanichim (campers) know, they were in for another adventure--another day, another plot, and another opportunity to be quite silly. It all began like this: when sports was called on the ram kol (loudspeaker), the chanichim were informed that we were having special sports today in honor of the anniversary of Queen Elizabeth coming to the throne. Okay, so we made up a holiday, but it
helped explain everything
that would follow.

We ran a series of special sports: knitting, strolling, croquet, tea party, and cards where everybody acted with the utmost propriety and a certain swagger (if you will). Then, following sports we sent everybody back to their their tzrifim (cabins) to put on their queen's best for lunch. And upon the end of lunch, each of the kids were invited to a carriage ride in the parking lot where they boarded the buses and headed off to "tour the bridges of bucks county" or so they thought.

About an hour later, three buses pulled into to Pine Creek Mini Golf Course in Ringoes, NJ. This was not your ordinary Mini Golf course, it was much more...extravagant. It looked more like a challenge course, which we were surprisingly up for. Around 36 groups traveled the 36 holes of the upper and lower course, assessing and creating strategy for each and every stop. Some got two on a par four and some got a six on a par three, but just like these three fine gentlemen,
Ben, Ben, and Dan learned, it's not just about the skill, but it's also about the strategy and the support.

At the end of the day, when the course had been conquered, we had all bonded sufficiently, and Dan Zager putted on par or under for each hole (hence the Zag Swag), we loaded back on to the buses to head back to machaneh (camp). JUST KIDDING! We had one more stop before heading home: to Mamma D's, a local Ottsville Italian restaurant that cooks using nothing less than the food they grow in their own back yard. Good eats, no doubt.

We happily ate and digested Ottsville's best while reflecting on a day well spent. And now as tochnit erev (the evening program) winds down, we will all sleep soundly and brace ourselves for another day and another adventure.








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