Lorrie and I had our own separate rooms (my room below).
The cadets shared a large room.
We all used the same bathroom. There were three toilet stalls, three urinals (I'm pretty sure none of the girls used them), four sinks and this shower below.
Later, when the time came, the girls would shower first, then Lorrie and finally myself.(At first we had issues with the girls and their modesty. They wanted to shower separately, not three at a time, thus pushing my shower time later than I wished (lights out was at 10 p.m.). The Chief stopped that right away. He reminded the girls that they all had the same plumbing and to get over it and start showering three at a time ASAP. I was told the male cadets had no modesty issues but were warned by other cadets that they would get punched if they were caught looking at anyone else while in the shower.)
After unpacking our gear, making up our cots and the cadets changing into uniform, we got on the bus again and headed to lunch at a Navy mess hall. The food was decent.
After lunch it was back to the barracks for the cadets to change out of uniform and into civvies, then back on the bus for our trip to Busch Gardens, Old Country at Williamsburg. We arrived at 4:30 p.m. and stayed until the park closed at 10 p.m.
Busch Gardens was set up into separate countries. There were Italy, Ireland and Germany to mention a few. The Park was decorated for Howl-O-Scream. There were all kinds of scary decorations throughout the park and there was plenty of fog and eerie lighting when it turned dark. Walking around the park at night you had to be weary of things jumping out and scaring you.
Two cadets and I rode (despite my better judgement) the roller coaster named Apollo's Chariot. We sat in the front seats. During the whole ride all I was thinking was, why did I say I would do this and I can't wait until this is over. The cadets thought I was cool for riding the roller coaster with them...I'm glad I went out on a positive note because I don't believe I will ever ride another roller coaster again...I'm getting too old for that kind of thing!_01%5B1%5D.jpg)
We all had a good time at Busch Gardens and were tired when we got back on the bus that night to head back to the barracks. Morning would come real soon as reveille was at 5 a.m. each morning.
End of day two.
The Captain and Chief sat at the front of the bus while Lorrie and I sat in the middle, separating the young men in the back of the bus from the young ladies in the front.
We made pit stops in Georgia, South Carolina and North Carolina before pulling into Virginia. We also had a bus driver swap in Georgia. The new driver's name was Tom and he would be with us throughout our time in Virginia and then be swapped out again in Georgia on our way back home.
We hollowed out our turnips with a melon baller and carved the faces with an Exacto knife. It was easier than we thought it would be. We both anticipated the turnip would be harder than it was. 
We carved little holes in the bottom of our turnips and set them on top of battery powered tea lights. 
Carving turnips was a lot faster and a lot less messy than carving pumpkins and made for a nice little change this Halloween but nothing smells like a carved pumpkin when its candle lightly burns the lid; it smells a bit like a pumpkin pie baking.
Pine Island is south by southwest of the banks of the Ponce de Leon Park beyond the horizon.
The Colonel and I are into history so it's interesting that something of this historical magnitude happened near where we live.
