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Well... I just got back from camping on the Columbia river in Oregon
and had a great time. My family rented sea-doos, which are like on
water mopeds, and that was fun. I went up to 60 mph wheeeee!!!! It was reallllllly
hot there though. Like 100 degrees fahrenheit. We go there every year
b/c one of my dad's business partners has an annual thing-a-ma-jig
where his whole family camps at the same place and does everything
together. He also invites my family and a few others. We, as in my
family and another, had to cook dinner for like 30 people which wasn't
actually that hard. The only really funny thing, to me, was that we
made tortilla roll-up things but the mom from the other family insisted
on calling them lavaaaashes.
She's that kind a lady and it's typical her to make something sound
gourmet by calling it another name. Other than that the funnestest
thing was playing spoons. It's a card came where basically when someone
gets four cards of a kind everyone has to grab a spoon. However, there
aren't enough spoons for everyone, so if you don't get one you get a
letter.
It sounds pretty boring but the family who invites us are preeeetty crazy and competitive. I got a splinter from the table, scraped knuckles, and a few bruises. And that was with just plastic spoons. The next night we played with plastic FORKS. Well, I'm sure one can imagine the outcome. On top of all this the plastic was clear and we played at night with just two lanterns to help us to see. I was sitting right next to a lantern so I constantly had mayflies and other bugs flying at me and up my clothes. The next morning the ground had broken spoons, forks, and bug corpses everywhere. Yup! And yet... that was probably, like, my favorite part of the whole thing.
My least favorite thing was the drive up and down. 18 freakin' hours in a car is not my personal idea of a good time... My dad doesn't want to fly there so we didn't have much of a choice... oh well...
Tomorrow I'll do my HBP update thing because I'm a retard who forgot to do it earlier because I'm the master of getting distracted.
It sounds pretty boring but the family who invites us are preeeetty crazy and competitive. I got a splinter from the table, scraped knuckles, and a few bruises. And that was with just plastic spoons. The next night we played with plastic FORKS. Well, I'm sure one can imagine the outcome. On top of all this the plastic was clear and we played at night with just two lanterns to help us to see. I was sitting right next to a lantern so I constantly had mayflies and other bugs flying at me and up my clothes. The next morning the ground had broken spoons, forks, and bug corpses everywhere. Yup! And yet... that was probably, like, my favorite part of the whole thing.
My least favorite thing was the drive up and down. 18 freakin' hours in a car is not my personal idea of a good time... My dad doesn't want to fly there so we didn't have much of a choice... oh well...
Tomorrow I'll do my HBP update thing because I'm a retard who forgot to do it earlier because I'm the master of getting distracted.