Day 2- Becket to Huntington

Day 2-

We woke up and Daniel was inside the Dream-Away Lodge with coffee to get our day started. We went out back and Jenny led us in stretches which in all honesty, probably saved us from dying the first few hours of the first day walking. The walk to Huntington was 17.8 miles away. We were sent off with Daniel waving good bye and wishing us the best of luck at 8am in the parking lot. We made our first strides down the road and after 30 minutes a woman came running out of her house with a streamer saying "good luck'! It was the head of the theatre department at BU in her pajamas! She said Daniel had just called to say that we were going to be walking past her place soon and then she gave us all high fives as we walked by. It brought up our group moral even more than it had been before and we thank her very much for her kind hearted support! As the day went on, Huntington seemed like it was around each corner but as we rounded each curve, the view was another long stretch of hot road. Mark, Rianne, and I led the pack as Chris and Jenny strayed behind. Chris was having a hard time with his feet and eventually he began to feel dizzy. Christopher's backpack was the heaviest of all, as his gear is comprised of a violin, amp, foot pedals and more. As the three leaders moved on Chris and Jenny stayed behind moving at a slower speed. Eventually sight was lost of them even as we waited. There was no way to contact them as cell phone service was lost. We kept moving forward in hopes that eventually they would catch up. They never did. As we walked, our bodies hurt extremely bad. Our feet wanted to fall off, our bellies were empty, and we had very little water. At one point, I (Paul) wanted to throw my backpack in front of a car to relieve my anger of carrying my necessities. Eventually we made it to Huntington and saw the church from afar where the restaurant Four Main Street was located. Mark and Rianne set up as I stayed outside nursing a belly ache with strong urination. Chris and Jenny eventually called to say that Chris was in fact laying on the side of the road in dehydration and was dry heaving. When they made it to the show hours later, the group erupted in argument. I then had informed the group that I was leaving due to potential health complications of a two week belly ache that I had put off making an appointment of seeing a doctor. We all ate diner and only Mark and Rianne played that night. The owner was truly an amazing host as he watched the last set and sat with everyone to share stories. He even re-opend the kitchen so that my parents could eat when they came to pick me up. Overall, it was the hardest day mentally and physically that all of us had endured in many years, if not ever.