Yesterday, then. A day of "OH MY GOD, IT'S THE APPLE CHILL!" For those of you who are either not native to Chapel Hill or spend enough time here that people think you live here: the Apple Chill is an event that takes place in the centre of Chapel Hill at the end of April. Franklin Street is closed off, and the road is filled with little stalls, bouncy castles, motorbikes, candy floss sellers, and gunshot victims. The latter is perhaps not quite so much fun, but everything else, yay! I led Stacie and Srav up and down Franklin Street, in blistering sunshine, until I'd seen everything (and to the point where they were willing to put aside humouring the British person and thinking about stabbing instead). But where else can you have a funnel cake, candy floss and a balloon monkey? Exactly. And they had fun really. Inbetween the death glares. My favourite part of the afternoon though, was when I was ordering the funnel cake. There was a girl in front of me waiting for a hot dog, and as soon as she heard my voice, turned around and said "Are you English?" in an English accent. She was an exchange student from Canterbury, and she sounded so happy to hear a similar accent. It was very endearing… Now, we were also supposed to slaughter the piñata last night, as it has been sitting unloved in Laura and Collin's house for a couple of weeks now. The plan was to head over to Heather's house, drink the bottle of wine she got me as a birthday present, and then indulge in massive violence. But Heather never called anybody after she got off work, so Christa and I ended up thinking maybe the two of us should just kill it. So we went into the woods. At night. I'm very impressed with Christa's night navigational skills - you have her to thank that I wasn't eaten alive by hungry centipedes last night. Anyway, after a fun walk across creeks and through a wood that wanted to make sure we knew who was boss, we ended up at one of the adventure playgrounds, and proceeded to destroy the poor piñata. Definitely the best way to spend a Sunday night.