I hope you’ll excuse my absence over the last few days; I just returned from chaperoning a 2-day wilderness adventure with my students. The great outdoors, the trees, the lake, the stream, the bugs, THE POLLEN.
After about 17 minutes of sleep on the floor of a bunkhouse, I’m feeling a bit stiff and every minute of my 34.5 years. We had two days chock full of activities and I discovered the following things about myself:
- Though I can barely manage to cook dinner for my husband and me each night, I was able to pull it together and assist with meal prep for 100 students.
- I am physically unable to pee in the woods or in a communal bathroom. (I drove 7.5 miles to the nearest CVS Pharmacy several times in 48 hours.)
- I am too old to sleep on the floor of a bunk house.
- My students are smarter than I am: Many purchased inflatable mattresses at Bed, Bath, and Beyond for upwards of $50. I bought a pool raft for $6 at Crudmart. Guess who was more comfortable?
- Flashlight tag in the woods after dark is STILL a ton of fun.
So, camping and the outdoors are just not my cup of tea. I survived to tell the tale, but just barely. I can’t imagine that people camp for fun!! Tell me it isn’t so.