The crew was a diverse lot ranging from Knights of Columbus to high-schoolers to Mormon missionaries. All were hard workers. My photos, however, aren't too diverse, since I had to snap them on the fly, so I didn't get any good portraits. If only Snuffles the Dragon had come with me, we could have traded off the camera and gotten a better set of photos, but when I invited him to join the cleanup effort, we had a conversation something like this:
D.G.D.: Hey, Snuffles, you gonna help clean the monastery this Saturday?Yeah, so, to make a long story short, he didn't come. Here are the photos:
Snuffles: I dunno. I'm pretty sure I'll be watching anime this Saturday.
D.G.D.: You do that every Saturday! Why don't you help out? They could use a good, strong dragon like you.
Snuffles: Are there going to be any attractive young women I can abduct and take back to my cave?
D.G.D.: I...I don't know, but I'd rather you didn't do that while I'm around, anyway. I mean, I know you're a dragon and you gotta do your thing, but it makes me uncomfortable--
Snuffles: Makes you jealous, you mean.
Well, there it is. It seemed that most of that building was made out of fiberglass insulation, so we were covered in the itchy stuff by the time we were finished. It was an itchypocalypse. In fact, it looks like I have a good fiberglass-induced rash starting on my forearms. But a little fiberglass didn't stop me from visiting the monastery's gift shop before I left. I picked up the following books, and I suggest you keep your eye on the first one, as it's likely to be the subject of our next Lenten Read-a-thon: