Embracing your Weirdness

Watching CSI last night I watched the episode “Turn of the Screws”, which involves rollercoaster’s. At the end Grissom is talking to the guy who maintains the rollercoaster, and they talk about great ‘coasters. Right at the end they mention ‘The Beast’ and ‘Son of Beast’, two of the ‘coasters at Kings Island, Cincinnati, OH.

I have ridden both of those ‘coasters (before Son of Beast was involved in an accident that hurt a bunch of people about a week after I rode it). The Beast was a really cool ride. It was fast, wooden, and really quite cool. Son of Beast on the other hand was too big, too fast, and too furious. I felt like my brain had been bounced around inside of my head when I got off. John had hurt his knees. I think we all felt pretty battered. Maybe a trip in a washing machine would have been more comfortable. But the park was really quite cool. It was definitely an experience to remember with lots of different rides (which really were quite different not the same on a theme like some parks.

I think the main thing about my trip was the variety of things I did. Much more than I would have done back home in the same amount of time! I went to places I have seen on TV, and I now here them talk about on shows. How cool is that?! Same sort of thing with New York and Chicago – I now see those places on TV and in movies.

While I was working in America, every morning at breakfast, somebody had a big idea for the day. The idea is to inspire the boys, to give them something to think about as they start the day. I gave a big idea once a week. It is something I really do believe in.

I’ll tell you my big idea for today…

“My big idea is… ‘To take advantage of every opportunity’.

At Camp – to do merit badges and other fun activities

Through Scouts – to do fun things, see places, and grow as a person

In life – seize new challenges and experiences and make the most of them

So take advantage of every opportunity and you never know where you’ll end up!”

I did the same big idea each week for each new group of boys. I always did it on a Wednesday, in the (probably futile) hope that it would inspire just one boy to come to my presentation on the UK that evening. What I didn’t realise was quite how much of an impact it had on the other staff members. I guess I noticed that a couple of people started saying “take advantage of every opportunity” in a very ‘English’ accent for a couple of weeks but in the last week I was lucky enough to have my Big Idea stolen and given to the entire breakfast sitting in an ‘English’ accent.

It seems that my idea really did get remembered. Maybe because I have a different accent to everyone else, or maybe because it is actually a really great piece of advice.

So there you go – take advantage of every opportunity and you never know where you’ll end up!

Baseball fields – and lots of them

Straight lines – fields, streets, to the point where wonky lines look odd (and you can easily spot rivers!)

Urban developments that look like the house grew in the middle of a field (sometimes combined with wonky lines)

It’s all so different. There is so much space. It’s not like home where we are all trying to cram in a finite amount of space. Although it’s not limitless, it is vast enough that new developments are not quite as bad

And those long straight lines that I would love to drive a fast car on!

The above were my initial thoughts on the flight over the US for the first time, over two months ago. On the way back the same things came to mind.

America is, for the most part, purpose built for the modern world, and modern transport. The roads are wide and straight, suited to cars and trucks not horse and cart as a lot of the UK roads are. Fields are divided in straight lines, there aren’t really hedges to act as boundaries, and the fields are big. Huge in fact. And in Illinois, with corn growing in them, they seem to go for miles in both width, length, and also in height.

Its actually quite neat. I liked it. It made sense and fitted into my sense of order in the Universe.

That’ll do for now I think!

Two months ago I set off on my ‘great adventure’. I must admit I was nervous to begin with, and once I got there I did wonder if I’d bitten off more than I could chew. But a few days in, work projects, songs, lesson plans were sorted. I had received training in running COPE games (team-building games), learnt how to look after Scout Troops from arrival through to departure (Commissioning), and all too soon the first Troops were at the gates and the Camp season has officially begun.

Five weeks of Boy Scout camps, two Cub Scout adventure sessions, and one parent and pal camp later, it was all over. Cleaning up and putting things away was the oder of business, and we all headed our separate ways, some locally, some to national events, and some to places a little further away.

So after visits to Chicago and New York, on the 8^th August I landed in back home in sunny (actually it was quite nice) Bristol. And the real world beckons. But the adventure is far from over. In fact, life is the great adventure and it only goes on.

I’ve written a lot of the entries that I want to post… and some that maybe I don’t… which I will post over the next few days and weeks. A lot of stuff happened; some of it will mean nothing to anyone but… well… me. Anyway I’ll keep the stuff coming as long as: a) I have stories to tell, and b) people find it interesting.

Hope you enjoy

It been a really busy time over here at Camp Drake, but I’m having a great time. I miss home a lot now though, and Camp food and Fast food is beginning to get a bit wearing!

I’ve written loads of entries for this blog, but never seem to have them with me when I can get to a computer. Also around 900 photos at the moment, and still another 3 weeks.

3 weeks isn’t that long though, the time has simply flown by. Its been hard work but so worth it. But it will be really good to get back to normality, and thats not too far away.

I’ve had tha chance to do lots of fun things, but I still haven’t been on a float trip yet – which will have to happen next week, because I won’t get the opportunity again.

Most tourists never get to see how a culture really works. They see the sights and thats about all it there is to them. Smalltown USA is how it really is, day to day, for so many people. Where I went you can leave your home unlocked all day and not worry, and the worst crime to report is driving too fast. There is an immense patriotism, complete openness, they will take you into their homes willingly and you feel immediatly welcome. As much at home as you can be in a foreign country anyway.

The country is vast, the towns sprawling, the corn growing, and it is getting warmer. Especially here in Illinois.

And they have some really long trains. I’m sure I saw a train that would probably stretch the length as Bath!

Anyway, thats all I’ve got time for at the moment.

One week down already… 51 days until I get home.

After about 17 hours travelling in finally arrived at Camp Drake last Tuesday. It was 10 pm local time (about 6 hours behind UK) so my body thought it was about 4am!!

It was a really cool flight over. I had a whole 3 seats to myself for the first flight, a window seat for the second, and a single seat on the last. Those Airports were huge. Newark has a train to take you between terminals, and Chicago was just huge. It took almost as long to Taxi round the Airport, as it did to fly down to Champaign.

Camp Drake is a really nice place. Its HOT here, but, when it rains, boy does it rain. I am teaching Citizenship in the World, and Communications BSA (Boy Scouts of America) merit badges. Its actually quite good now I’ve got used to it!

I miss all at home though, especailly J, and Mum and Dad. I have to call on this phone with a lot of interference so its a bit like talking to a fog, but it is nice to hear an English accent!

I’ve already visited an American Bar, a McDonalds, Fizollis (fast-food style Italian – which was an experience) – But I do miss English food – I’ll never complain again I promise!!

I’ve got some really cool random observations to post when I get a chance, but there’s no proper internet at camp so it may be a while.

I’m at the Airport, through security and my flight is in about an hour. My documents have been checked about half a dozen times but all that awaits now is getting on the flight (and then clearing US immigration, getting an onward boarding card, and two more flights… but not much really!).

It still doesn’t really seem real. Two months, 8 weeks… its not actually that long really. As J. said, It will be a really busy time and it will fly by! It’s just a bit surreal.

More than a bit surreal. In fact, decidedly odd.

Onwards and upwards.

The Great Adventure starts at 10:5o tomorrow!

Updates as and when!

otherwise known as the US Visa process!

The process to get a US J-1 visa is a long process that involves lots of form-filling and quite a bit of expense. This is a brief outline of the process:

• On receipt of form DS-2019 (exchange visitor status), schedule an appointment at US embassy – In peak times appointments can be over a month away so apply early!
• Fill in an application form, a work history form, and if you are male, another form about your work history, education background and military service. (These must all be completed online before you get to the Embassy although there are computers there for those who have missed a specific form).
• Have a 2inch square photo taken that meets the US requirements.
• If you are going as an exchange visitor or on a F-type of M-type visa pay the SEVIS fee at FmjFee.com
• Pay £63 Visa fee in cash. This will be accepted free of charge at Barclays or at your own bank (but possibly not at Building Societies) – Make sure both receipts are stamped!

Having done all this you are now ready to appear at the US Embassy in London… Which is an adventure in itself.

Be prepared – it takes ages and you will be bored. Take a decent book, some food and some drink. And if its a busy time of year maybe even a cushion as there weren’t enough seats when I was there. When you get in (as early as they will let you in would be my recommendation) you get a numbered ticket. Don’t lose this! This is the point at which you become a number.

You have to go to two windows. Firstly, you go to windows 1-11 where they take all your accumulated forms, photos, and scan your fingerprints (I’d been there an hour and a half before this happened for me).

Then you sit down and wait again. This bit takes ages and you have to concentrate as the numbers are not called in order this time. You go to windows 12-25 for your ‘interview’. Mine was short and sweet – basically what will I be doing and what will I be doing when I get back.

Assuming your Visa is approved, you then queue up again, this time to pay £9.50 for a secure envelope for your passport to be sent back in.

And that’s it. In my case this was followed by sprint to the tube (which had massive delays that day) a sprint through two stations, and finally another sprint onto the train back. By the time I finally collapsed in my pre-booked seat having moved another person out of it, I was about ready to fall over anyway.

All in all I was at the Embassy for three and a half hours. It was boiling hot and very boring. And with hindsight, I would have taken a better book and a decent drink. And booked a later return train. But we live and learn as they say.

Its a means to an end though. My Visa was approved and my passport should be winging its way back to me this week sometime.

And then I’ll be off – Not long now!