….Should never be experienced again.
I graduated from high school in May 2000. I had a summer of activities before starting college in the fall. In mid-July I went on a youth group trip with my church. We spent a week at camp at
To keep this story from being 10-million words – I’ll break down our trip.
1. The starter in my mom’s van had to be fixed while I was away. Basically, the key just wouldn't go back in the ignition. We arrived at
2. My parents are NOT campers – their idea of roughing-it is a cheap motel. So, behind our van was a trailer packed full of “essentials.” We had a massive tent where my parents slept in one “room” and I was in another. We also had two air mattresses – sounds reasonable right. Well, I mentioned it was mid-July….. The next things my dad unloaded were two window-unit air conditioners. He rigged them up at each end window of the tent so while the outside temperature was 109, our tent was a chilly 65 degrees.
3. On our second night in hell, I mean
4. The last major highlight of our trip was the enormous amount of yellow jackets at our campsite (which by the way was not made for tents but rather travel trailers – which our friends had). Just FYI - We had originally intended to stay until Sunday. Saturday morning, my mom our her friend made breakfast. They made pancakes. Uh…DUH! While watching my mom fight with yellow jackets for food – I decided to pass. I’m horribly allergic and not even pancakes were worth that. I think at this point everything caught up to my sweet mother – the heat, the bees, the tornadoes, my dad’s redneck motel, and the van – so she took her last bite of pancake (flicking a bee off first), put her fork down and turned to my father. She smiled the sweetest smile and said “We are going home. Now.”
At youth camp, we were encouraged to keep a prayer journal. Mine came in especially handy during this trip. As for my plans, I got no sleep (especially when my air mattress deflated and the A/C leaked in the tent and I woke up floating), there was no relaxation to be had, and I had to wear shoes in the shower.
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