Friday, September 3, 2004

And Friday begins...

Finally, we return home. In an effort to pacify our guilt, we bought pizzas for our camp members. Everyone ate well and I was glad to be back home. Sadly, Amandas lungs had filled their dust quota for the week, so Daryl took her home. While in Sparks, we missed the biggest white out of the week and our Thursday night tea party was cancelled.

I was finally feeling well enough to take a walk during the day. The Temple of the Stars was pretty much done, except a few minor details. I still didn't get to see much of the art out there, since the dust storms hindered vision and tolerance. There went cleanliness... But it was all good, I welcomed it all! After our smashing tea party we headed out again later that night. This time we all went out together, and on the way back I got lost (typical). This wasn't my best night, I suppose the week had caught up with me. I felt like hiding away and so I did...