Although getting on the plane to leave was the true final adventure
(I almost didn’t make it)
The week before was my final group adventure.
After the final team had left we went on a staff retreat.
We had a great time together and on the last full day decided to do some exploring.
Ben (our director) and 7 ladies piled into his van and set off.
All was well.
We flew through the Mongolian countryside in Ben’s Japanese car, listening to music in Spanish from the early 2000s that was preset in the van’s stereo system.
It was a crazy mix of cultures.
We turned off road, saw that it was muddy but confidently thought we could get through it.
We were instantly stuck.
Not to be discouraged, we (the 7 ladies) pushed and pushed with no result.
Amazingly their were a few extra pairs of rain boots in the car which were very helpful!
While Ben thought of a solution we went off for a walk.
I went in one direction to explore and the other girls went in another.
When I came back I found that the girls had gotten back before me and were now covered in mud because the latest idea was to try and dig the car out of the mud with sticks and hands.
It didn’t work.
Defeated we sat down and saw a car passing by on the main road.
The passengers asked if we needed help and we emphatically yelled
The Prius drove down to us and 4 men piled out.
We were thrilled
Until we found out that they had been drinking.
One was especially drunk and especially obnoxious.
He was being rude to us girls so we left them.
Ben had an idea for a solution but the guys had other ideas that they thought were better.
This went on for a few hours.
We had a phone but no service so one of the girls climbed one of the mountains to get reception. She was gone for about an hour and we started to get worried so I went and found her.
Thankfully she was able to get a hold of someone but it would take time for them to reach us.
We were sunburned, thirsty and swarmed by mosquitoes but we managed to stay out of the way and make the most of it.
We were elated when we saw the familiar micro van pull up filled with all the Flourishing Future men.
They were our saviors!
I loved and appreciated them like never before.
It took awhile for our other “helpers” to leave.
The drunk one had decided to go swimming in a mud puddle and then decided that it was the opportune time to wash his clothes (that he was wearing) in that same mud puddle.
Finally they left and our guys were able to accomplish Ben’s original idea for getting the van out by using rocks for a makeshift road.
We all clapped and rejoiced when it was out.
Ben kept apologizing for the day
Saying it was our final retreat day and it was wasted.
But I wasn’t upset.
I was just happy to spend time in nature and with my friends.
And it gave me one final adventure to write about.