On Sunday we decided we needed a break from reality, so a bunch of the boys and I headed down to tsawwassen for a few hours of Paintball.

 

We suited up and headed out into the combat zone; each of us armed with a semi-automatic paintball gun and a few hundred “bullets,” which was supposed to give us a chance in hell against the rest of the people who’d been playing for YEARS. Riiiiight. :/ 

We got split up into 4 teams and headed off to battle. If you’ve never played paintball before, I highly recommend you try it. It’s such a rush to run through bushes trying to dodge the barrage of bullets that are headed directly for you. Even if you’re not the sporty type, you can get a kick out of paintball. Just perk yourself up on a hill and play “sniper” with the sitting ducks below. It’s GREAT. 

Anyway, 8 members of my team were positioned in the swamp area and we were about to attack another team. We had a flank on the left, one on the right and a runner in the middle. I was sniper from behind, but someone 3 of my other team-mates ended up right next to me. All of a sudden, out of the blue, I get shot in the ass 4 times and I turn around to see someone from another team behind us. NO ONE WAS WATCHING THE REAR!! He killed myself and 3 other team mates before being absolutly ripped apart by the other 4 guys. 

Anyway, thanks to him I was left with a memory of paintball that won’t fade any time soon. 

 

Yeah, so.. that hurt. Top that off with the fact that they had just cleaned the water in my hot tub so it was FREEZING cold when I got home to relax, and it turned out to be a great day! I can’t wait to go again! It was a blast!