Monday, June 29, 2009
Just back from our annual camping trip in WV. Here are my impressions of some of what transpired:
Buying, staging, packing, transporting, unloading, using, re-packing, transporting and cleaning 2 carloads of stuff for a trip lasting less than 48 hours: Sanity-questioning.
Breaking out in boils from the medicine I was taking for Road Rash: Painful.
Waking up surrounded by mountains, and seeing eagles overhead: Awe-inspiring.
Spending time with my brother, sister, cousins and friends: Validating and uplifting.
Tubing down a river in a raft with my slightly nervous sister: Empowering and Memory Making.
Being confident enough to sit at a picnic table reading books while everyone else was drinking copious amounts of beer and chewing tobacco: I am who I am-ing.
Indulging in the deep fried delicacies of Fry Fest (this year’s items: onion rings, chimichangas, wings, nuggets, French fries, fish, jalapeño hush puppies, and Twinkies): Delicious and Artery-clogging.
Using latrines and having no running water except for the river: Fine. Really.
Having the honor of dislodging a tick embedded in my sister’s bare butt: Pee in my pants funny.
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