After a long night for everyone, we all had an early 7 o`clock breakfast without any showers.  The guys got the pleasure of man handling insulation in the attic.  If any of you have ever gotten down in some insulation, you would know that it is among the least enjoyable project one can get tangled up in.  The ladies cleaned house on the second floor.  Unfortunately, this left us with a massive cloud of lung crippling dust.  After the air became a little more life sustaining, a few guys fulfilled their dreams by breaking a hole in the basement floor as deep as they could go.  It was smashing....  Anyways, after a filling lunch, the crew geared up for an exhilarating trek to the top of the mountains.  Though few dared to climb beyond where the cable car carried them, the elite made a valiant effort to make it to the top of the ridge.  Unfortunately, we only made it halfway and Alex did a number on his toe nail during the treacherous decent.  Once again, the heavenly floodgates burst wide open and let the waters rain down on us.  While two groups made it down, our third group was stranded at the top until the storm passed.  We then made our way to the church to rehearse our songs and enjoy the company of the Romanian church goers.  I like to think we hit it off well since they decided to join us for dinner.  Now that we are all fattened and tuckered out from hiking, I should say we are about due for a good nights sleep.  You keep it classy, Wisconsin.