Bravery and Paintball

Last Friday (6-13-2008), I tried making a list of the bravest things I have done. After about 15 minutes, I had a list of three things.

• Spent the night on the banks of the Danube, next to a bar.


• Hitchhiked for real (sign and all) from Terezin to Prague.


• Stopped a pick-pocket from victimizing a young lady’s purse on the metro in Tbilisi. (I didn’t think this was a big deal, but when we told people about it later they were adamant about not doing this so I don’t get STABBED in retaliation).

I have always considered myself pretty brave, sometimes to the point of stupidity (not like life threatening stupidity, but with more guts than most). So, my list is less than impressive.

I think this was the reason behind my actions during a paintball game on Saturday, that led to this giant bruise.

Sometime soon I will post the story of my heroic, brave, and pretty gutsy decision that had the 45 men thinking I was the bravest and craziest paintball player in a LONG time. I think that fulfills my braveness quota for this year. :-)