At the beginning of the year until the day finally came, the mission trip was mentioned many times. It got on my nerves because it sounded like it was about forcing us to do work and be happy about it. I thought it was going to be slavery with a side of shoehorned happiness. At least, that's how it sounded.
On day one, we traveled a 12-hour bus ride. We made three pitstops; two at gas stations and one at a Sonic. Apparently, something happened with one of the cars that followed us, which slowed down the trip. Once we got there, we had dinner and moved into our cabins. The rest of the days were pretty simple, going from breakfast in the morning to working until 4:00 PM (with a noon lunch) to having dinner at 6:00 PM to going bed at 11:00 PM at the latest. However, each day had rain, and the day before we left had too much rain for us to work in. The trip back was also 12 hours, and we made four pitstops. The first one was at a college that some people wanted to go to, the second and forth one at gas stations, and the third one at a Wendy's and McDonald's. We made it home at 10:30 PM.
The trip overall was great, and much better than it was made out to be. It was a pleasent experience, and I hope to do something like it again next year.
