Retreat...

We had our Ex-pat staff retreat this past couple of days. I learned a few things over the course of it.

Bangladesh does indeed actually have a tourist spot for ex-pats. Up until this point I had doubted it's existence, but the tea gardens are a nice get away. Unfortunately they still prove to not have post-cards to send to my mother.

I really like being outdoors in nature. In fact, so much so that I am willing to give up naps that I should probably have taken. In other news, I feel kind of like a kid again. It seemed like no matter what we did I had tons of energy left over to do more. Except that one afternoon where I sat and played a card game with the ladies.

I am still a Birkey man. We were playing a game where you had to get the others to guess the emotion you were trying to portray out of 10 options. You had to read set words off of a card. Normally I would feel real confident in my odds at this game but I think I was doing pretty bad. I got a card that said, "stop in the name of love" and I was supposed to act it out as if I was "in love." I failed miserably, no one even guessed right, the most picked answer was "tense," and I was made of fun of for the rest of the trip. I found it quite humorous that I messed that up so badly but not very surprising. I mean, I feel like we Birkey men aren't known for being the traditional version of romantic. If any of my brothers or dad take objection to this statement, I feel like you should take another long hard look at your life.

Overall I thought the time spent was indeed very relaxing. It was a great break from all the intense reading I've been doing over the past 2 weeks. I did some evaluating of where I am with God and changed some thought patterns. Maybe I'll talk about those later but for right now I'm a little sick and have lots of work to do.