I leave home thinking today will be like any other day. I pick up my sister, and we head for what we thought would be a normal BYU activity. If only we knew how our lives were about to change.
We sign up for what can only be described as the most epic water balloon battle this world has ever seen. We choose our colored shirts--realizing afterwards that the colors we have chosen decides our teams: they have pitted us against each other--sister against sister, friend against friend.
The wait begins.
I find members of my team and we separate, preparing for battle.
Cosmo bumps into my friend on the way to the water station. Clearly he has forgotten he has no mouth hole. Water falls everywhere.
We are given our weapons and commanded to form ranks. Stray balloons find their way across enemy lines. The fight is about to begin.
I am hit. Hit again. All I see are balloons, flying through the air like happy grenades.
There is a cry next to me. A boy has lost his glasses.
1218 hours and 30 seconds:
It's ok. They're not broken.
The ammunition appears to be running out. My casualties are limited to water in my eye contact, smeared make up, and a very wet shirt. Overall, I am lucky to have suffered so little.
The battle has finished. We have officially completed the world's largest water balloon fight ever.
See footage of the fight here:
We broke the world record by 25 participants and 1021 water balloons. And we all got free t-shirts.
You know how we do.