Sunday, September 29, 2013

Philly and being Brave

Hey how are ya!
  Well since this blog is quickly becoming the Sam DeBaltzo in D.C. blog I thought I would share a little of the fun and games I am experiencing here in D.C. in the form of pictures and words.
  So last week the whole BYU gang took a trip out to Valley Forge and Philadelphia. It was so cool and I learned a ton of things. I didn't really know much of the story of Valley Forge prior to going but this trip was very explanatory. We had an old colonial actor too who was flipping hysterical. I must have been slacking in Valley Forge with the Iphone though because I don't have any pictures of that part of the trip.
  Philly was such a great day though. We started off going through Independence Hall and seeing the Liberty Bell which was really cool, I knew most of the information but it was still great to see everything. Following the official tours we were sent off around the city and were allowed to see whatever we wanted. I got my first official Philly cheese-steak and realized why I had failed in all previous experiences with cheese-steaks. The most important part of the Philly cheese-steak is getting cheese-whiz. That cheese is probably the grossest and most manufactured concoction I have ever had but boy oh boy was that cheese-steak amazing. Here is the magic man who made it:

(He was pretty much a miracle man with the stove and the steak; way jealous)

After getting cheese-steaks we decided that we had to get Rita's shaved ice (the O'Dorks love it) and it was so good. They had STARBURSTS flavored shaved ice. Is that heaven or what? Needless to say, I tried a couple of flavors and ended up quite content with my Mango-Strawberry shaved ice.
(Brain freeze, minor consequence of eating too much shaved ice too quickly)
(Then we walked to New Jersey and took a picture with Philly in the background)
(Another SAMWICH; love Sam and Taylor soooo much)

Other than that the week was good. Madison (the intern from Michigan that I work with everyday) and I decided that we needed a quality shot from the Speaker's balcony. She is so awesome and so stoked that I'm applying to Satan's University. And talk about the view!

And here is what happens when your roommate vacuums and fails to check for cords (thank goodness you gave me that backup dad!)

I entitled this blog "Philly and being Brave" because yesterday I went ROCK CLIMBING! I know, me! Sam, the pansy who is afraid of heights and pretty much anything that could risk my life. However, I freaking loved this so much and I can't wait to go back. It's way freaky at first but once you realized that the cords are super strong you have so much confidence and it's a blast.

(A nice girl Kendra in the ward who was quite touchy as she harnessed me; hope her boyfriend didn't mind)

(Harmony and Katie; two girls from the ward that have started hanging out with us - and Kim, a BYU girl who I have unofficially adopted as another sister and I another brother to her. Love her.

(Kim didn't get any of me climbing but I loved hanging horizontally from the rope, you feel so secure)
(War wounds; see if you can find them all!)

Overall I am just living the dream and loving it. I hope you all are having respected blasts wherever you may be and will talk to everyone soon. Also, I don't think it would be bad to post Jack's weekly emails here (if he ever sends any). Love you all so much!

-Sam


Monday, September 16, 2013

There are many snowballs in hell

FAMBAM!

I am flippin loving my time here in D.C. All in all the internship is fantastic. Simple stuff; however, I signed a fancy waiver saying I wouldn't blog about anything work related. So, let me tell you about my weekend of fun and games.
We took a trip with the ward down to Gettysburg which turned out to be the most amazing trip ever on one hand but also the most cold/poorly prepared for trip ever. Let me explain...
I was packing my bag for the weekend campout on Friday afternoon. It had been quite a hot week and Friday was no exception. Therefore, I was sweating as I came back from the briefing we went to as a class. Due to my sweaty state I made the mistake of deciding that it would be war all weekend. Little did I know that Mr. Snow Miser would attack the campsite:

(Mr. Snow Miser)
So anyways we got to the camp (about 10 miles outside of Gettysburg) at about 8:30 at night and it was pretty chilly. There was a huge fir though so I just chilled by it and joined a little dance party. By the time everyone went to bed around 12 I was exhausted and fell promptly asleep.
I feel like this is a good time to let you all know that the only things I brought on this campout were a pair of shorts, a pair of jeans, three short sleeved shirts, an oxford, and a light throw blanket. Note: NONE of these items are cold weather items.

(Does this look any better than a scarf?)

So, after falling asleep quickly with the throw blanket wrapped around me the best I could I got a wonderful four hours of sleep. I had the blessed opportunity of waking up at 4 A.M. realizing that I was shivering and could barely feel my toes (oh yeah, I only brought one pair of socks). I was still wearing my shoes so in a vain attempt to get warm I hopped out of bed (and just to add to the misery of the experience I was on the top bunk in the cabin) and went for a brief walk until I regained feeling. I then crawled back up into the excuse for a bed and pulled myself into the fetal position (still utilizing the throw blanket to the best of my ability) and fell asleep. This time I got a quality half hour of sleep and woke up again at five. At this point I believe I was going a little crazy because of loss of blood to the head so I whispered my roommate's name until he woke up then said "never mind." I secretly hoped that he wouldn't answer because I was planning on taking his blanket from him while he was asleep. Not exactly Christlike, but hey I was desperate! So I rolled around uncomfortably for another 20 minutes until another BYU kid in the cabin woke up. I walked over to his bed and sat down and we chatted for about a minute, then I just decided I was coming in and I crawled in his bed. Never has body heat mixed with a comforter felt so amazing. We were joined about 30 seconds later by the other BYU kid in the cabin who promptly related that he had the exact same experience as I did the night before because he was ill-equipped also. Basic gist: twin beds can fit three grown men and we were warm.
Overall, I made it through the campout alive. I know you all think I'm an idiot, and I can support that, but thought you would all enjoy my minor misery. Love you all so much, thinking about you tons.

-Sam
PS: Here are some pictures from my stay thus far :).

A "samwich!" Me, Taylor, and Sam (both BYU kids) at a mass we went to on Sunday.
Delivering mail; it felt like market day back at Lincoln!
A breathtaking view from the top of the Capitol building.
My roommate Brian and me. Horrible photo but I love our faces so I kept it.
Stehly (BYU) and me in front of the Lincoln Memorial.
The FDR memorial.

Monday, September 2, 2013

Sugar Island Fun

Thought I would share some pics from our time up on Sugar Island :) Sorry some of them are rotated... blogger doesn't like the ones I took on my phone for some reason. 


My parents' 
farm 

Touring the boat locks

Lake Superior beach

Tahquamanon Falls

Max asleep after the shipwreck museum

Chippewa County Fair

Bingo...Max won $4 and was thrilled

The cove in front of my parents house