|Paintball mask before...|
|...Paintball mask after|
So here's how the day unfolded: My group of adventurous women joined the throng of guys (many in their teens) to pay the basic fee for rental and four hours of play time. The rental included a gun (powered by compressed carbon dioxide), the mask, and a big bag of green balls--each encasing a blob of bright orange paint. The play involved quite a few (I lost track) 15-minute scenarios in various locations including a "village," a "fort" and the woods. The players (there were approximately 34 of us) were split into two opposing teams.
Each game started with general instructions, a command to remove the "barrel plug" and safety then, "GO!" From that point on, the job was to hit as many opposing players as possible without being hit. It was a combination of fun and adrenaline rush. Twice, I was hunkered behind a barrier while several players shot at me from different directions. Paintballs splattered all around, bounced off the ground, exploded on trees and rained paint all over me. In most games, a paintball or two hit their mark and then I'd be out for the remainder of the game.
|Advancing in the village|
All in all, it was an exhilarating, and surprisingly exhausting, day. At less than $10/hour, it was a bargain to boot.
|Protecting the fort|
|Team Hoodie takes the woods|