Idaho: Day Three

I know what you are thinking. You're all like, "They let those gypsy's stay three days with them?" and I'm all like, "Yeah, deal wit it." Not only that, but we didn't even leave until the next morning, so that's even longer. Anyway, it was Friday, June 15th, and it would be our last day in paradise.

Ben woke up. Jake woke up. They went upstairs in search of coffee. It should be mentioned that Mary Ann put out big bowls of fruit every morning for Jake and Ben because she was worried they would get scurvy on the road. So they got some fruit too. They checked out the papers and were reassured that the status of the world had not changed: Everyone is dying and the world is quickly coming to an end. This morning/afternoon the two gypsy's were wanting to see the softer side of Lewiston, so Scott took them on a tour. First was the post office. Then we toured where Scott influences young minds to fall head over heels for Kansas. Scott teaches at the highschool and specializes in History. His room is a fortress of logic with passion as its moat. While in the room, Scott taught both Jake and Ben how to juggle.

The road tour continued and we saw the cool downtown district and where the boys go to school. When we got home, something happened that Ben does not want me to tell you about. Ben and I played some one on one basketball. We hadn't done any real physical activity for about 4 weeks, so anyone who was watching probably wouldn't have been able to tell we were even playing basketball. Oh, and we were shirtless. And yes, the boy from Kansas won this match. I don't say this for my own benefit, I say it to encourage all the young ones on the farms in Kansas, so that they know that they can achieve greatness.

Then the rest of the gang came out. We played an awesome game of hide-and-go-seek tag. It really was intense. Even Uncle Scott played and made me bleed and he made Ben bleed which is a huge accomplishment because Ben neither bleeds nor crys. Just as we were planning on ordering some pizza, we got a call that Henry was late for his baseball game. The schedule had changed without us knowing, so he rushed off to the game. The rest of us joined him and cheered him on. He started out at first and made some great plays. Then his team made a grave mistake and put him in the outfield. The thing is, Henry is a great outfielder, but his long reach at first had really been an asset and the guy who replaced him was wanting. Henry also dazzled us with a base hit. And I think he impressed some of the ladies in the stands. Ok, so the ladies were his mom and his cousin, but I know if there had been any girls his age there they all would have been wearing Henry Funk t-shirts for the next week. So the game was sweet, and so was the food that came after.

We ordered the pizza and let me tell you something: someone is a genius in Lewiston. They have sauerkraut pizza in Lewiston Idaho. That's just one more thing to put on the list of things that make Idaho a lot like the Garden of Eden. After eating the best pizza ever, we watched a few episodes of the Office. Actually, we were only going to watch one episode, but once the ball got rolling, we couldn't stop. We watched three episodes.

And that's how the night pretty much ended. Ben and I went to sleep.

It was Saturday when we woke up. We got some coffee and Uncle Scott drove back to school to pick us up some Lewiston High Juggling Club t-shirts. It was hard to leave, because honestly it really felt like being at home with the Idaho Funks. And I know Ben is missing talking politics with Uncle Scott. Thank you Idaho Funks, you made our trip as great as it possibly could have been. Cheers.