fatvegan

We played some paintball today. It was pretty awesome. Just like the old days of Lock On, except painful. Although not nearly as painful as I expected. I have one very vaguely respectable bruise on my belly, but that was it. I got hit in the head a few times, but they don't even hurt. Kind of disappointing.

There were some pretty nice maps. I like the one where our team were stuffed into a shipping container with windows and holes all through it. The other team surrounded, and we were left to scrabble over the few spots where you couldn't be hit from outside.

I think it was probably a good thing that Libby didn't come. Quite a few partners came, but none of them seemed to been having a super fun old time.

At the start they tried to upsell us on better guns. The basic gun was shite. Accurate to about 15 metres. The best guns were accurate to about 70 metres. The man was there telling us that we'd probably better go for the good guns, because the whole other team had got them. We didn't. I don't think it made a lot of difference. I tried one of the middle-best guns, but it just jammed a lot.

It all does remind me just how much I like guns and weapons and shooting and running around with camo overalls. Not that I've ever done it before. So it can't really remind me of it. But my childhood dreams were not disappointed. I'd been wanting to do this since I was about 12 years old. When I got to 18, I realised I couldn't afford it. It's got cheaper since then.

You can go for four hours for $45. I'd definitely do that. My legs were too tired to really run around by the time we'd finished.

If anyone wants to go out there some time I'd be totally up for it. It's only 30 minutes drive from Hornsby.