Travel diary day three

Travel Diary Day Three: so guess where I am? you probably can't. I'm sitting in the front of a semi truck, which is parked. The truck is what our float, picture yesterday, is upon. My hands are covered in more glue, paint, and glitter then a kindergartener in art class. But I can't say I didn't have fun. Today has been the strangest of days woke up very late at 7:45 am consequently missing breakfast. Dressed in my favorite half sari and walked to building two of the hotel to attend the conference. The main reason I came is because I am supposed to give a speech about youth and temples. There were four of us youth speakers, I being the youngest. We had been preparing for days constantly practicing and editing our speeches and so today was finally the day. For some strange and unknown reason I was under the impression we would go into a hall give our speeches and spam out. Unfortunately this was not the case. The youth session turned out to be a long stream of group discussions and lectures. Finally two of our four members went and then we broke for lunch. Coming back we finalized the discussion groups and then suddenly they called me up to talk. I froze for a split second. I was supposed to go second, that was the plan! Not first! But I smiled, stood, and went to the front taking the microphone. Before I continue to add to the hopeful entertainment of this blog, I have never used a mic before. So the entire speech I was hoping that I wasn't to breathy, or quiet, or so fourth. Anyway I started my speech and fantastically didnt leave anything out and mess up, or cough, or any of my normal things. Not to say I was perfect, my legs shook the entire time. Now I didn't get to thank or talk to her, and even though I highly doubt she knows about my blog, but I am going to write this anyway. So the entire time I was talking there was this girl in the front row, who was giving me the most encouraging smile. I truly durning my speech for her, she seemed like what I was saying was the most interesting thing in the world, I just wanted to give her a hug. As soon as our Nuthyananda group had finished our speeches we discretely left. Having other things to do. Paz and I hung out in our hotel room for a while, and then we frantically called to help with the float. After a crazy drive to the mela site with one of the younger devotees, which I have to say was some of the most fun I've had so far. We helped out spray painting and glittering for hours. The day cooled and the desert climate dropped temperature we all stood about shivering and running and sitting in the various cars while waiting for things to dry. Around eight some one brought our team a packed dinner and around nine Paz and I begged a devotee for a blanket. Someone else gave us their keys and so from nine till 12 we slept in some persons car. Just to add there was this huge speaker set in the car and so we literally had about a foot and a half to sleep in. So curled up under our blanket and slept until someone coxed us out saying the hotel would be a Bette place so we got in their car, it was a guy we knew, and went to our room and slept soundly till morning in that wonderful big bed.