Camping weather and Tagalog progress

So, I've dried out from camping and for about six minutes was actually very angry with the weatherman for failing to predict storms rolling through on Wednesday. The forecast on Monday said that there would be a chance of storms Tuesday and the rest of the week would be all clear. Well, since no storms showed up on Tuesday (not even a breeze, making the biting flies on the beach pretty unbearable), I was hoping to have perfect weather. No such luck. BUT, Therese and Samantha did come visit me at the campsite on Wednesday afternoon, making camping alone not so lonely anymore. After having a nice lunch and sitting around the campfire, we headed to the beach to play some Frisbee. Thanks to the breeze, the flies weren't quite so bad as the day before (meaning one could only see about four flies on their body at one time, versus an estimated twenty flies at one time on Tuesday - serious! I killed three flies with one swat on Tuesday, they were that bad!!). Anyways, we played some Frisbee in Lake Michigan under the beautiful, beautiful blue sky. And then, the clouds rolled in. And boy did they ever! We decided to get out of the water (well, mainly me, because I have a slight fear of thunderstorms) and headed back to the campsite. The rain began with a slight drizzle, so we decided to go to the Lodge to get ice cream. Because really, what is camping without ice cream treats? As soon as we arrived in the parking lot (we drove for fear of being absolutely soaked...GOOD decision), God and/or the weatherman started pouring buckets and buckets of water down on us. We sat in the truck and watched the rain for awhile until it let up enough to run inside. Needless to say, everything was wet! But it's nothing a little Elephant Tracks in a Waffle Cone can't cure! It was a great time - thanks, Therese and Guppy, for coming to visit!

Today, I also hit a fabulous moment in my pre-departure preparations. Yes, Rosetta Stone clicked over fourty hours! That means I'm done! Well, I'm done learning about clowns and getting dressed and throwing shovels and baskets or boxes of apples and boys crouching under airplanes and women reading. Fantastic! This means that I'm fluent. It's true. Thanks, Rosetta Stone for everything you've done for me. I hope I can discuss with my host family how much I love horses. Wait, I still don't know how to say "I"...I can tell them that the woman kisses the horse, and maybe they will understand that the woman is me and that I love horses. But, it's all a wash because I don't really love horses. Shh, don't tell. And then they will offer me a glass of water, and I will say, "Thank you." But I won't, because I don't know how to say "Thank you" in Tagalog either. But I can say "glass of water"...or "glass" and "water"....what's the word for "of" again? Ayayay.