On Wednesday last week we drove into the mountains and went white water rafting. To our dismay we discovered that you must be 15 years old to do class 3 & 4 rapids, so we had to do a "bunny ride." Thank God for our guide, Derek, who made the trip worth taking. He kept us informed and entertained throughout our trip down the river. A really weird thing happened when we first met him -- he asked where we were from, and we said, "North Carolina." He then asked where in NC, and we told him Kinston. You won't believe what he said -- "Well, did you bring me some King's barbecue?" We immediately assumed that he must know Jimbo :-) , but we found out that his grandfather was born and raised in Kinston, so he grew up making trips to Kinston as he traveled around the country as a military kid.