My trip

Well, as said in my last post(it explains a little more about my trip) I just got back from the FBINAA YLP(FBI National Academy Associates Youth Leadership Program). It would take many hours of typing for me to tell you about all I learned and all the fun I had but some pictures will have to suffice. I feel like I just had an amazing life changing experience and am very blessed.(These pics are not in order.)

This is Lydia and I dancing in the airport. This is actually a movie. Good times.

This is on the bus riding to the airport to go home. :(



This is Maartin. He is from the Netherlands/Holland.



Can't be FBI without the shades, I mean come on.

We took a lot of pictures as we were leaving the base.

The four of us hung out quite a bit along with Josh and Ryan.

This Ryan. We were good friends.

This is A.J. He had the fastest time on the Yellow Brick Road.

And Ryan again.

This is Josh. He and I were great friends and ya know why? Cause he was a brother! I was so excited when we started talking and we talked about our churches and they are so much alike! A non-denominational straight Bible teaching church just every thing is same.(Most of the kids I talked to were Lutheran or Catholic or atheist.) We have so much in common. So meeting him had to be one of the biggest highlights in my week. We even got into some discussions with other people. It was so cool. Hope to see you soon brother!

These are monks, crossing the street. Actually really hilarious.

This is our council group. We also had book groups.

This is Josh and I.

My roommate and I are in the middle and my suitemates are on outsides. My roomy was from Alabama.

This is Kevin. a.k.a. Stud-muffin.

This is in the lunch room at the FBI headquarters.

This is my roommate. We had good times.

While waiting to get into the capitol we had the biggest downpour of rain. One of the biggest I have ever experienced. If you went out for 10 seconds you were as wet as just jumping in a pool. It was absolutely crazy. I gotta tell you a story about this. So we are all huddled under these big white canvas things for about 30 minutes waiting to get into the capitol, and I was on the edge that happened to be the angle that the rain and wind were driving at. So I decided to dart about 7 feet to another tent(I took that picture from the tent I ran to). I waited at the edge waiting for a break in the downpour and when that didn't happen I decided just to go for it. Right as I took a step from under the tent the top of it that had been filling up with water had gotten a little to heavy. And so, at that exact moment when I was positioned perfectly being slightly bent over the tent dropped the biggest load of water right on the back half of my head and right on my back. I obviously let out a little yelp. I took the final 3 remaining steps to safety. And to make it worse it just so happened that almost every one in the tent saw it because somehow my little endeavor got some attention. It was like 7 feet for crying out loud! Oh well, everyone saw it and it was hilarious so no worries, how else are great memories made? Although it did get me wetter that everyone else for that time we all soon got pretty even because we had to walk about 300 meters to the security check point in the downpour through 2-3 inch deep torrents of water that were running down the hill we were trying to walk up. Long story short, we all looked like drowned rats.

This is Ryan and Lydia and me at the capitol.

And here is still-slightly wet- freezing cold me.

This is Mr. Nasty. We all wrote whatever we wanted on him and signed our names and stuff and then one of the students got to take him home.(At the end we all got our own Mr. Nasty and had people sign it).

Yah, that's right. I put a magnet on good ol' Marysville.

This is JFK's son... not really but he looks like him huh?

This is a food shot. The food there was not bad. For cafeteria food it rates about a 8-9.

This is Lydia. A really good friend. We have a ton in common and have lots of fun. Love ya girl!

We would hang out in the hallways to our dorms during any breaks we had or before bed. Some good times there...

Well, this is all of us.

This would be me... in my uniform...in my dorm...on the base...yah.

These are three of the good friends I made.






This is the classroom in which most of our time was spent.(I sat in the seat right in front dead center between those two boys, spit gallery...gotta love it.)