The evening class did a protest march in the parking lot. The black plates symbolizing hopelessness and despair 😩

(So many tourist in the streets we had to fly our members in by helicopter)

Me and Marcus sent a ❤️ to this girl we like in California.

The workout was tough for the hands. Mister Rubber-band, or knitting Trond, as we call him, almost had a mental brake down.

Since we had no money, and wanted food , Marcus decided to rob the members. We got lucky 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻🍀

The board :

Later that evening….