Eggs, Plastic Bags, and a GPS

Eggs, plastic bags, and a GPS made for one of the most creative and fun dates I have been on in a while.  When my date Ryan picked me up, my roommates proceeded to interrogate him.  Is that unusual? Definitely not.  Elizabeth and I have been doing that since freshman year and it's caught on with every group that we have lived with.  Ashlyn and Kirsten did the honors this time and I have to say... I have taught them well.  They asked surprising questions, tried to look intimidating, made everyone laugh, and made my date just a little uncomfortable.  He did well though!  He responded with appropriate answers, some of which were very unique.  

After passing inspection, we drove off.  Ryan had still not told me what we were going to be doing.  We parked at the base of campus.  We loaded a carton of eggs into his backpack and he handed me a hand-held GPS.  I was completely clueless.  I was instructed to carefully follow the purple line that marked our path, and that it was all up to me.  He would not be helping me. 

So, I followed the purple line in a wavy path through campus.  I kept laughing. It was so funny as I struggled staying on this line.  We arrived at the JFSB.  I was still so confused.  We headed up to the fourth floor and out on the balcony.  I looked at him skeptically and asked, "We aren't going to throw eggs off of here right?"  He jokingly acted offended and said, "Who do you think I am? NO we are not going to throw them off the balcony!"

He continued, "Using the things in my backpack, you have to get an egg down to the first floor without it cracking."  I laughed again.  It was such a random but fun idea.  He pulled out a lot of plastic bags, a roll of fishing line, some duct tape, and a pocket knife.

I decided to make mine by cutting plastic bags in order to reach their maximum length and proceeded to tie the ends together, making a long chain. The additional length needed was provided by the fishing line.  Ryan, on the other hand, made a very creative parachute with plastic bags and some tape.

It was time to test out our creations.  First, Ryan let go of his parachute with much trepidation, fearful that it would plummet to the ground.  But it filled with air just as it was supposed to and floated gracefully to the bottom.  My experiment took much longer. We laughed as it inched its way down the side of the whole JFSB.  (And four levels is really tall)  

Slowly but surely, my little egg reached the ground.  The whole front of the building is windows and I wish I could have seen the faces of people inside cleaning the building or finishing their studying as this long "thing" traveled towards the ground.  

The moment of truth arrived when we went down stairs to see the state of our eggs. Now, I had just written my name on my egg and Ryan drew a face sticking out its tongue.  I warned him that being cocky doesn't help anything. And sure enough, his had a nice crack and mine did not.  Winner :)

Who knew that eggs, plastic bags, and a GPS could create such a fun night.