Day 10: 

Holla at another day of sleeping in! Because it doesn't happen very often, we have to enjoy it.
At 2:30, we went with Barbara and her family to their villages festival activities. They had live music, games, FOOD, and the main event was called bin racing. Lololol I'm laughing just thinking about this. At the first of the week, when they told us about this, they described it as people fancily dressed racing down the mountain in bins. Just let your imagination run wild for a second and picture what you think this could look like. If you're not on the floor laughing, then you must be picturing it wrong. Let me help you get an accurate visual of what this was. There is a very steep winding road that goes through this neighborhood, and lining the streets, there were hay bails and the people stood behind them. The announcer read off the contestants one by one as they walked by dragging their garbage bin up the hill to their starting positions. As he announced them, they either got lots of whoops and hollers or it was silent and quite awkward. The best part of this was how each of them dressed. Because this is 'dangerous', only adults were allowed to participate, which was almost a good thing because they went all out with their costumes. There were banana suits, angry bird costumes, army guys, and men in spandex, fish nets, and heels. (Be careful with how you're imagining this...) anyways, then they came down the hill laying on their stomachs on garbage cans while weaving around the bends of the road. Some were insanely fast! ..others not as fast.. Especially the bananas. Lol, I guess fruit are just not meant for racing down the mountain on garbage cans.
After that was over, we walked 4 miles home, because why would you ever drive.. And that was the end to our day!