Chapter 3 - Games

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Day one - daytime:

Until noon we put up our tents and got the camp ready - everyone and their stuff. Later, Mari and I went on a stroll along the path and searched for branches to lit a fire with, as well as just enjoyed the view; Quinn and Lyr planned the rest of our day and what to eat; Maeve and Oliver went looking for a tree with strong enough branches to tie a rope to - it is not a break at a waterfall without a rope to swing off of into the water.

Keana and Mari: "I think you took enough pictures, would you please help me with all those branches? It starts to be heavy," I complained to Mari, she got addicted to the view of nature and took a picture of every single step. "Just a few more and that's it, I'll send you everything later and then you'll understand their value!" she exclaimed enthusiastically and continued taking pictures. I sighed and let her be and continued gathering branches, in the meantime.  "Keana!" she yelled, suddenly, "what? You scared me!" I yelled back at her, since I was a few steps behind her. "Look, you can see the waterfall's pool from here, it's really cool, isn't it? I have to take some pictures," she said as her camera clicked constantly. "Cool, indeed. I think we have enough firewood for now, shall we go back?" I asked her and we slowly walked back to camp, which was not far at all.

Maeve and Oliver: "Lift me up, let's see if the branch is strong enough, just please! Don't drop me," Maeve remarked to Oliver, who already walked towards her to lift her up on his shoulders. "Oh, stop worrying, I won't drop you," he said with an offended tone, "so? Is it good?" he asked. "Yes, it's great. Let's take the rope."

Quinn and Lyr: Both sat next to the tent on a yoga mat, that later will return inside the tent. "OK, what about eating something small now, rest a bit and later, turn on some music and go swim? Then, near evening time, we can lit a fire, have a meal and drink a bit? We can ask Oliver to put the lights at the edge of the pool, so it won't be so dark," Quinn suggested. "Will the lights have enough battery for 2 nights?" Lyr asked, "so we won't fall in by accident," she added. "We have another set of batteries for each, so it's fine," Quinn reassured her. "If that's so, then it sounds great, in my opinion," Lyr answered her with a bright smile. That same moment Oliver and Maeve came back and sat next to the girls.

"We finished," Oliver said happily, "what are we eating?"

"We have a few snacks and as for today, I brought a lunchbox for everyone. At evening time we can roast sausages and marshmallows, to whoever feels like it," Lyr answered his question. 

"Cool. Where are Keana and Mari?"

"They are up the path, collecting firewood."

"No, we are right here," Mari skipped towards the camp and I was, as per usual, right behind her.

"Wow, so many, how did you even carry all that?"

"Great question! I am not sure, Maeve," I turned to Mari, "how did I, really?"

Mari giggled like a small child, "who wants to swim?" and ran off into the tent.

"Come eat first!" Lyr called her and took out the boxes from a bag that was in her tent.

Day one - nighttime:

We stacked some of the branches and lit a fire, using a wood lighter fluid we bought on our way. We sat in a circle, snacks all around us, a few sausages on sticks and cups full of beer in our hands. "I say we play a few drinking games, who's joining me?" Quinn suggested. "Yes!" Maeve smiled from ear to ear, "I really like drinking games."

"What are the rules?" Oliver joined. "I have 2 ideas, you'll love it," Quinn started, "the first game is with music: We pick a specific song and word, each time the word appears - we drink. The second game is with stones: We take 5-6 small stones, throw them up in the air and each stone that falls to the ground - there is a penalty. If no stones had fallen, you pass them to the next person and don't drink. Whoever misses all stones has to drink 2 cups and withdraw, until we have a winner," she finished explaining. "Damn, good idea, who picks a song?" I said. "I want to!" Lyr jumped, "I have a perfect song," she practically had stars in her eyes, "Caravan Palace – Lone Digger, with the word 'go'," she had a malevolent smile. 

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