| Jul. 10th, 2009 @ 02:53 pm Random Memory Friday |
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Last year of college I went camping with a big group of people at Pismo Beach. At some point we decided to go off and play midnight Capture the Flag. With armbands to indicate teams and glowsticks as the flags.
The field was a sort of empty, hilly sandy spot with scrub brush all along the sides. Both teams stuck their flags at the far ends of the fields, and then people started running around. In the confusion, I slipped away to hide behind a bush and half-buried myself in the sand.
Remember, this is the middle of the night on a beach, with only some dim moonlight to light the field.
After about half an hour of back-and-forth, during which no one got near anyone else's flag, finally one guy from the opposing team managed to slip past the front line and circled around the back. After a half an hour of running around, I'm pretty sure everyone forgot I was there. I think the guy who was running right past my hiding spot forgot too because he didn't even know me personally. I'm pretty sure when I sprang out of the bushes and went "YAH! I GOT YOU!" I gave him a heart attack.
I spent the rest of the night emptying sand out of my pockets, but other than that, good times. Some things are worth waiting for. |
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