Gay Camp!
Which, in some circles, might be considered redundant. Ha ha.
Greetings from Arlington! I got to the motel Saturday morning, said howdy to the leadership team, and was promptly assigned the task of making sure everyone else arrived safely. This included no fewer than four roundtrips to the metro station a mile away (note that it was about 3 degrees and windy as heck) and one ride to the airport, not to mention numerous phone calls and shouts of "where are you? how did you get there?! don't move, I'm on my way!" Silly people from the midwest and their confusion with public transportation. But everyone is finally here (except for the token straight girl, who arrives tonight) and settled into our lovely motel.
Ah, the motel... it's clean, mostly, so that's good, but is also vaguely sketchy. There's a Thai travel agency in the lobby that is only open in the afternoons, and the weirdest gift shop ever that is only open 7am-11am. There's also an Indian restaurant and bar that is apparently the place to be on Saturday nights, if the incredibly loud music and belly dancers are anything to go by. The owner invited us to stage our own party there tonight; we'll have to see if that happens since we have programming until 10pm or something like that. The Prime Minister of India had dinner there last year. Weird, very weird.
It's great to catch up with everybody that I haven't talked to since Dallas and meet the couple of others that have joined since. We're a pretty diverse group, everyone from a hardcore anarchist dyke with a shaved head to a nice little youth minister from Alabama. We've been doing diversity training and group building for the last couple of days, which is pretty cool. That old thing about having to confront racism and classism and sexism and everything as well as homophobia and religious oppression. Good times. The divisions within the group in terms of personality are beginning to show a little bit though... we've definitely got the partiers (who notably microwaved beer and gummi bears in my room the first night) and the quiet kids and the nerdy ones (there's a mac cult. they sit together and talk about option buttons and things) and the hardcore activists and the wide-eyed innocents. It's a blast though, everyone learning and sharing and keeping each other up until all hours.
Robin would like me to note that we had a deep chat last night until 1 am. She's a very cool chick from Texas and Colombia. We turned down gay Christmas carols for this. She says "Hi, Di's friends and family. You are very lucky to have such a wonderful person in your life, and thanks for sharing her."
:-)
Greetings from Arlington! I got to the motel Saturday morning, said howdy to the leadership team, and was promptly assigned the task of making sure everyone else arrived safely. This included no fewer than four roundtrips to the metro station a mile away (note that it was about 3 degrees and windy as heck) and one ride to the airport, not to mention numerous phone calls and shouts of "where are you? how did you get there?! don't move, I'm on my way!" Silly people from the midwest and their confusion with public transportation. But everyone is finally here (except for the token straight girl, who arrives tonight) and settled into our lovely motel.
Ah, the motel... it's clean, mostly, so that's good, but is also vaguely sketchy. There's a Thai travel agency in the lobby that is only open in the afternoons, and the weirdest gift shop ever that is only open 7am-11am. There's also an Indian restaurant and bar that is apparently the place to be on Saturday nights, if the incredibly loud music and belly dancers are anything to go by. The owner invited us to stage our own party there tonight; we'll have to see if that happens since we have programming until 10pm or something like that. The Prime Minister of India had dinner there last year. Weird, very weird.
It's great to catch up with everybody that I haven't talked to since Dallas and meet the couple of others that have joined since. We're a pretty diverse group, everyone from a hardcore anarchist dyke with a shaved head to a nice little youth minister from Alabama. We've been doing diversity training and group building for the last couple of days, which is pretty cool. That old thing about having to confront racism and classism and sexism and everything as well as homophobia and religious oppression. Good times. The divisions within the group in terms of personality are beginning to show a little bit though... we've definitely got the partiers (who notably microwaved beer and gummi bears in my room the first night) and the quiet kids and the nerdy ones (there's a mac cult. they sit together and talk about option buttons and things) and the hardcore activists and the wide-eyed innocents. It's a blast though, everyone learning and sharing and keeping each other up until all hours.
Robin would like me to note that we had a deep chat last night until 1 am. She's a very cool chick from Texas and Colombia. We turned down gay Christmas carols for this. She says "Hi, Di's friends and family. You are very lucky to have such a wonderful person in your life, and thanks for sharing her."
:-)
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