On Friday, I was able to go with the boys on a field-trip to a beautiful park in La Paz. The park was fairly new and set on the side of a mountain. We climbed up the mountain and once at the top, we realized the kind of fun that awaited all of us. In front of us were 5 gigantic slides. Gigantic is not even an appropriate word. I am not sure if there is a word, at least in the English language that could describe the slides properly. They were constructed out of cement and they were extremely smoothe, which added to the high speed on the way down. I even have battle wounds from the experience: one cement burn on my elbow, a bleeding cut on my hand, and a bruise on the side of my leg. The reasons for these war wounds were not the result of clumsy accidents on my part, but rather, they were because of the boys who enjoyed pushing people down the slides when they were not ready. They even pushed a few nervous girls down whom they did not know. It was actually really funny.