Jake

I actually didn't own a tent, but Haley suggested we bunk together, like we were having our very own sleepover, which meant Brody rather unwillingly had to sleep with Chris. Although the night brought a boatload of bugs and strange noises, Tyler sparked up a campfire for us to make some s'mores and tell a few scary stories.

I actually didn't own a tent, but Haley suggested we bunk together, like we were having our very own sleepover, which meant Brody rather unwillingly had to sleep with Chris. Although the night brought a boatload of bugs and strange noises, Tyler sparked up a campfire for us to make some s'mores and tell a few scary stories.

I never really liked scary stories, and that night, although I was having a lot of fun, I really didn't care for the stories Aaron had to tell. Knowing I was from Utah, Aaron intentionally told the story of Skinwalker Ranch, and now I had more than one reason not to go back home. There were some stories shared that night I enjoyed, particularly the ones told by Tyler.

I never really liked scary stories, and that night, although I was having a lot of fun, I really didn't care for the stories Aaron had to tell. Knowing I was from Utah, Aaron intentionally told the story of Skinwalker Ranch, and now I had more than one reason not to go back home. There were some stories shared that night I enjoyed, particularly the ones told by Tyler.

Having traveled all over the world, Tyler acquired many adventures he was just itching to tell. For instance, when he was backpacking through the Bolivian Amazon a few years ago, a boat pulled up by the side of the river. Five rather shady men jump out and one of them walks right up to Tyler, holding a jar containing some kind of drink and a dozen dead snakes inside.

Having traveled all over the world, Tyler acquired many adventures he was just itching to tell. For instance, when he was backpacking through the Bolivian Amazon a few years ago, a boat pulled up by the side of the river. Five rather shady men jump out and one of them walks right up to Tyler, holding a jar containing some kind of drink and a dozen dead snakes inside.

This man offered the drink to Tyler and when he asked what the drink was, the man replied it was only vodka and that the dead snakes were just for flavor. Rather foolishly, Tyler accepted the drink and only half an hour later, he was spitting up white foam from his mouth.

This man offered the drink to Tyler and when he asked what the drink was, the man replied it was only vodka and that the dead snakes were just for flavor. Rather foolishly, Tyler accepted the drink and only half an hour later, he was spitting up white foam from his mouth.

Thinking he had just been poisoned and was on the verge of death, the local guide in his group tells him, Well, the reason this stranger offered the drink to Tyler was because, funnily enough, if you drink vodka containing a little bit of snake venom, your body will eventually become immune to snake bites over time.

Thinking he had just been poisoned and was on the verge of death, the local guide in his group tells him, Well, the reason this stranger offered the drink to Tyler was because, funnily enough, if you drink vodka containing a little bit of snake venom, your body will eventually become immune to snake bites over time.

Of all the stories Tyler told me, both the funny and idiotic, that one was definitely my favorite. Feeling exhausted from a long day of tropical hiking, I called it an early night. That, and most of the group were smoking. You know what? Isn't the middle of the jungle the last place you should be doing that? Maybe that's how all those soldiers saw what they saw. There were no creatures here.

Of all the stories Tyler told me, both the funny and idiotic, that one was definitely my favorite. Feeling exhausted from a long day of tropical hiking, I called it an early night. That, and most of the group were smoking. You know what? Isn't the middle of the jungle the last place you should be doing that? Maybe that's how all those soldiers saw what they saw. There were no creatures here.

They were just stoned, and not from rock-throwing apes. One minor criticism I have with Vietnam, aside from all the garbage, mosquitoes, and other vermin, was that the nights were so hot I always found it incredibly hard to sleep.

They were just stoned, and not from rock-throwing apes. One minor criticism I have with Vietnam, aside from all the garbage, mosquitoes, and other vermin, was that the nights were so hot I always found it incredibly hard to sleep.

The heat was very intense that night, and even though I didn't believe there were any monsters in this jungle, when you sleep in the jungle in complete darkness, hearing all kinds of sounds, it's definitely enough to keep you awake. Early that next morning, I get out of Mai and Haley's tent to stretch my legs.

The heat was very intense that night, and even though I didn't believe there were any monsters in this jungle, when you sleep in the jungle in complete darkness, hearing all kinds of sounds, it's definitely enough to keep you awake. Early that next morning, I get out of Mai and Haley's tent to stretch my legs.

I was the only one up for the time being, and in the early hours of the jungle's dim daylight, I felt completely relaxed and at peace. Very zen, as some may say. Since I was the only one up, I thought it would be nice to make breakfast for everyone, and so, going over to find what food I could rummage out from one of the backpacks,

I was the only one up for the time being, and in the early hours of the jungle's dim daylight, I felt completely relaxed and at peace. Very zen, as some may say. Since I was the only one up, I thought it would be nice to make breakfast for everyone, and so, going over to find what food I could rummage out from one of the backpacks,

i suddenly get this strange feeling i'm being watched listening to my instincts i turn up from the backpack and what i see in my line of sight standing as clear as day in the middle of the jungle i see another person it was a young man no older than i he was wearing pieces of torn olive-green jungle clothing camouflaged as green as the forest around him

i suddenly get this strange feeling i'm being watched listening to my instincts i turn up from the backpack and what i see in my line of sight standing as clear as day in the middle of the jungle i see another person it was a young man no older than i he was wearing pieces of torn olive-green jungle clothing camouflaged as green as the forest around him