Water Baloons

A lot of things around here don't make much sense to me.

• Stop signs (the few that there are here) don't really mean stop, I haven't really figured out their real purpose yet.
• If you ask someone for directions they will give you fake directions before they tell you that they don't know.
• People not using their head lights at night in order to get better gas mileage.
• Why a majority of the presidents in the last hundred years havent been able to last over a year in office.
• And why you can buy a good sized steak dinner for about a dollar.

But this week I found something that makes a lot of sense. A city wide, 4 day long, water baloon fight. These bolivian people are geniuses. What a better way for people to let out all of their frustrations from the year before than to throw water baloons at anyone in sight. What a liberating feeling it is to drench an unsuspecting stranger for no real reason at all other than to see the look on their face. The only rule is that you can't hit small children or elderly persons, unless the are armed with some sort of water weapon. When I return to the United States I plan to start a petition to try to make a national water fight holiday, I think it will be a real hit.