Okay, maybe this summer camp isn’t that extreme—we use cabins that have running water—but it definitely lacks the comforts of home: no air conditioning, no soft mattresses and… no internet access. Crap.
Actually, I’m not too concerned, given that this will be my 30th year of attendance. Yep, three decades. God, I feel old… But I’ve had fun since I started as a camper at age 5, became a teen counselor at 15 (I think—it’s been a couple years) and into my 20s (our definition of “teen” is a little loose when it comes to camp counselors) and now I’m the Waterfront Director, playing lifeguard during free swim and instructor during swimming lessons. Of course, that also means I have a higher potential of melting or spontaneously combusting since I sit on a dock while kids swim in the lake, but I’ve had plenty of years learning to deal with sunburn as well. (Hint: Shawn has had many days when he could have qualified for a wet t-shirt contest.)
I’m just mentioning this because I’m heading to IOGT Camp tomorrow after class so we can start setting things up for the official start on Saturday. Thankfully, I won’t have to study for a final exam during camp this year, so I won’t feel guilty about passing out on my cot once in a while. (Even if my skin doesn’t melt off, sitting in the hot sun for a couple hours a day gets draining after a while.)
The lack of internet access there means I won’t be able to write any blog posts for a while and also won’t be able to approve comments that look like spam. If you’re going to write something douchey, you’ll have to do it in plain English. Sorry, internet trolls.
So that’s it for now. I hope you all enjoy your summers and do all sorts of fun activities that put smiles on your faces and give you plenty of happy memories. I plan on doing the same, though that could be difficult if I spontaneously combust. In that case… hey, I’ll never have to take another final exam! I’m smiling already!
Have fun!!