And the conclusion...
So.... the security guard comes to my door...
"is there a problem officer?"
"Yes...why are you here" (heres the part where i lie...)
"ummm.... we were just turning around and saw all these buildings and wanted to know what this place was"
"This is private property. Im going to need your liscence and registration."
"Umm... ok. *shuffles around for it* here you go"
"thanks"
He walks back to his car. Im freakin out inside my skull. Cause I dont know what the hell is happening and the last thing i need is a ticket. Everyone else in the car is saying things like "if you get a ticket well help pay for it" and that kind of thing... yeah stress max.
So he comes back.
"Well, your everything checks out. this is private property... now im not going to cite you but this is a warning. and never come back again." "yes sir."
So we leave and damn that sucked.
Anyway, onto the Assateque camping trip. I dont feel like going into detail right now, so Ill just say a little on this.
That island is a GOD FORSAKEN HELL HOLE!!!!!!!
Ill be glad when it erodes off the face of this earth. Now you all are saying "Aww it couldnt have been that bad."
...
...
...
It was.
Heres a short list of things that went wrong.
Day 1 (friday)
We get there, no sun.
We start to set things up.... britni's tent is the most retated tent to ever be and we actually have to tie it in the back so it stays up.
We cant keep a fire started without lighter fluid.
The shower is actually just a camoflauged water spicket with a shower head. It looked like a real shower but the temperature of it proved otherwise.
Rangers are harrassing us and trying to get us to confess that we had a bottle of rum
Day 2 (saturday)
We have sand all over us and dont feel like catching hypothermia from the shower
We couldnt get a fire lit
We have No real food that doesnt need a fire.
Rangers stopped by a few more times.
Around 2ish we finnally get hungry enough to throw in some money and get a big ol bucket of KFC.
Its Cold, Rainy, windy and sandy.
I finnally get a fire going around 7
We huddle around it singing songs and talking trying to stay warm.
Mike calls and says he cant come up.
Around 830 The girls tent caves in.
We cant boil water for Ramen.
We have marshmallows for dinner (ok, thats not all bad)
Around midnight we decide to turn in. The girls go over to start putting up thier tent. We tell them that it would just be easier to just sleep in ours and well put all of our stuff in thier tent to make room.
Day 3 (sunday)
It rained and blew all night. My tent ripped a little in the top.
We get out and find that the girls tent had opened during the night and flooded.
EVERYTHING was soaked.
Everything includes:
My script book.
James' poetry and song books.
Britni's scetch books.
And all our clothes.
So We all are like "fuck this its time to go."
Brit and I go to get the cars and manda and james start to pack up.
When we park, I get out to hear "Hissssssssssssssssssssssssss".
I turn to my car to see my back tire on the drivers side go flat.
...
...
...
GOD WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
So we go to the site and I yell at amanda "Hey, Whats black, low to the ground and hissing at me?"...MY TIRE!!!
So they pack up while i put on the damn donut in a puddle....
we pack the cars and drive over to a walmart.
I get em to fix the tire and we get the hell out of there.
I swear itll be a looooooooooooong time before I go back to that island again.
ok thats it.
Kerek - out
~Transmission ended~
"is there a problem officer?"
"Yes...why are you here" (heres the part where i lie...)
"ummm.... we were just turning around and saw all these buildings and wanted to know what this place was"
"This is private property. Im going to need your liscence and registration."
"Umm... ok. *shuffles around for it* here you go"
"thanks"
He walks back to his car. Im freakin out inside my skull. Cause I dont know what the hell is happening and the last thing i need is a ticket. Everyone else in the car is saying things like "if you get a ticket well help pay for it" and that kind of thing... yeah stress max.
So he comes back.
"Well, your everything checks out. this is private property... now im not going to cite you but this is a warning. and never come back again." "yes sir."
So we leave and damn that sucked.
Anyway, onto the Assateque camping trip. I dont feel like going into detail right now, so Ill just say a little on this.
That island is a GOD FORSAKEN HELL HOLE!!!!!!!
Ill be glad when it erodes off the face of this earth. Now you all are saying "Aww it couldnt have been that bad."
...
...
...
It was.
Heres a short list of things that went wrong.
Day 1 (friday)
We get there, no sun.
We start to set things up.... britni's tent is the most retated tent to ever be and we actually have to tie it in the back so it stays up.
We cant keep a fire started without lighter fluid.
The shower is actually just a camoflauged water spicket with a shower head. It looked like a real shower but the temperature of it proved otherwise.
Rangers are harrassing us and trying to get us to confess that we had a bottle of rum
Day 2 (saturday)
We have sand all over us and dont feel like catching hypothermia from the shower
We couldnt get a fire lit
We have No real food that doesnt need a fire.
Rangers stopped by a few more times.
Around 2ish we finnally get hungry enough to throw in some money and get a big ol bucket of KFC.
Its Cold, Rainy, windy and sandy.
I finnally get a fire going around 7
We huddle around it singing songs and talking trying to stay warm.
Mike calls and says he cant come up.
Around 830 The girls tent caves in.
We cant boil water for Ramen.
We have marshmallows for dinner (ok, thats not all bad)
Around midnight we decide to turn in. The girls go over to start putting up thier tent. We tell them that it would just be easier to just sleep in ours and well put all of our stuff in thier tent to make room.
Day 3 (sunday)
It rained and blew all night. My tent ripped a little in the top.
We get out and find that the girls tent had opened during the night and flooded.
EVERYTHING was soaked.
Everything includes:
My script book.
James' poetry and song books.
Britni's scetch books.
And all our clothes.
So We all are like "fuck this its time to go."
Brit and I go to get the cars and manda and james start to pack up.
When we park, I get out to hear "Hissssssssssssssssssssssssss".
I turn to my car to see my back tire on the drivers side go flat.
...
...
...
GOD WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
So we go to the site and I yell at amanda "Hey, Whats black, low to the ground and hissing at me?"...MY TIRE!!!
So they pack up while i put on the damn donut in a puddle....
we pack the cars and drive over to a walmart.
I get em to fix the tire and we get the hell out of there.
I swear itll be a looooooooooooong time before I go back to that island again.
ok thats it.
Kerek - out
~Transmission ended~