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Sorry for the slow flow in information, it really was a hectic week as you shall read.

On Sunday yeshiva ran kind of normal, until the night took over and with it the birthday of Hatomim L. A. and with it a shturemdike Farbrengen with many highlights like kule's, broken tables, food galore, and a Hachlata by every Cincinnati Bochur to go to Mikva the next morning!!!

Three am the chevre called it a night. The next morning at nine it was a sight to see so the whole clan heading down to the lake for an Erev tisha b'av dip… it was a sight. A nachas.

Monday went by with sports board games, some sleep, and a special trip for half the camp to a 4d imax theatre, and before we know it we are chewing on a hearty meal filling ourselves up to survive the fast.

At the unset of tisha b'av we listened to its history from Hatomim M. Katzman, and then drove to the local Chabad house for Maariv and Eicha, beans were flying (so were the knosim…)  b"h there is nothing to worry bout, the kids here are defiantly not depressed souls…

The next morning Shacharis was at ten, and then the whole yeshiva sat sown for kinos (making history as the first Yeshivas Kayitz where kinos isn't voluntary), forty five minutes after Shacharis when the stomach were not yet acing we davened Mincha.

Board games, videos and sleep (cherry picking and Lexus test driving for a select few) basically sum up the day.

After Maariv we were teated to Mezonos, and then we walked out for Kidush Levana. A five course meal awaited us at the lunch room. Stuffed to the popping point we played some Gaga, showered and headed for our last night of normal sleep in a while.

Next morning all hearts were pumping as all new that the grand trip happens some time today, when and how were to remain undisclosed for the while. After Mincha the news officially broke and form then until the buses pulled out at 1:00 am all you heard about was white water discussion.  

Laundry in the afternoon, followed by a special class in martial arts! and swimming/boating. Supper Maariv, packing, waiting for a delayed bus and we were on our way.

At 7:15 we pulled up to crab apple white water rafting in "The forks" Maine, quickly we dunked in the river, strapped our teffilin, got into our bathing suites and Tzitzis! and headed to launch point.

Instructions were followed by fitting of life jackets and helmets. We loaded the busses for a half an hour drive where we unloaded the rafts, then schlepped then down endless amount of stairs, got into the rafts and started our trip down the Kennebec River. Waives level three, four and five greeted us with cold wet slaps on our faces.

The weather was perfect in the low eighties, the water level was unusually high 6000 whatever instead of the normal 4800 and perfect atmosphere. We had a bomb! Hear all details from your son on Monday; we have to leave him something to talk about…

Soaking wet yet so elated and happy we finished our twelve mile journey, ending up at our campsite. We showered, used the Jacuzzi, dressed, and then watched pictures and videos of the wonderful moments down the river.    

The halacha is that one cannot move the location of a Sefer Torah unless it is used three times, so we had three consecutive kriah's, followed by Mincha.

We set up camp with our tents (rented) and sleeping bags, built a fire and prepared a barbeque. Some boys went to see one of the most beautiful sights in Maine a 92 foot water fall, while the others swan in the pool and lake, played ball or took a wel deserved nap.

Supper was geshmak, with tons of meat and buns and all the side dishes. In good spirits we davened Maariv, then sat down for a kumzitz/Farbrengen, songs with stories and simply looking into the fire.

All the staff shared thought and their voices through out the night. From 1 to 3:30 was a special kumzitz "chain singing" one song after another.

Around four it kinda ended, and at five was wake-up... Mikva shacharis, breakfast, and back on the bus. No games Shabbos is coming.

To prove the importance of leaving early we had to get stuck in traffic, and finally a few minutes past twp we were back home.

As of five pm the place in almost a ghost town, everyone is sleeping or trying to. The last Shabbos is coming at us and we want to be prepared.

G-d willing we were report some time Sunday on the continuation of the weekend. Until then we remain

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