Camp - My Shortened Vacation
Okay.. so my luxurious vacation of about a week.. only lasted about three days..
We left Saturday morning.. nice and early. We get there.. settle in, the normal boring routine of breaking everything in (making sure the tarps put up in case it rains.. building a fire.. cleaning the outhouse.. setting up beds..etc). We then procede to go over to a neighboring camp (thus being a 2 minute walk away.. less your my two drunk --- (okay I'll be nice) uncles who just go ahead and drive over. Anyways.. we go over, meet a few other neighboring campers, have a wonderful camp-cooked meal.. start to get cold and EXTREMELY tired.. then me and mum head back to camp with the others following not soon after. Nice night save for the fact that me and mother have nearly nowhere to sleep except for like this 90gazillion (exaggeration) year-old pull-out sofabed.
Now here's the thing. There are two rooms in this camp of my uncles. One with two bunkbeds (okay that's 4 people). And the other with a small bed and a double bed (Okay 3 people).
Alright.. now that totals to 7 people. There's 11 of us. What about the remaining 4 of us?!
So my grandma, uncle, and aunt have permanent rights to the bunks. My uncle, his wife and daughter, have Absolute permanent rights to the other two beds.
THANKFULLY.. my 3rd uncle and my cousin (who is handicapped) are allowed to go to a neighbors camp and sleep there (since it wasn't in use at this time being). Right. So that leaves me and my mother.
We get this oh-so-WONDERFUL 90gazillion (exaggeration. yet again!) year-old pull-out sofabed. It wouldn't have been bad at all EXCEPT.. the flippin thing is slanted! Where the middle of your back is is some kinda bar which DIGS into you while you ATTEMPT to sleep. The bottom of it has CAVED IN so your feet are literally on the floor. Ugh!! Need I say more?
That was Saturday. Now -- wait.. well.. I'm leaving out something.. I guess more for spacial regulations than anything else. Okay NOW Sunday. We wake up.. 9'oclock for me. WAY TO EARLY! lol. Wasn't too bad. I go out.. the usual good mornings.. coffee.. yada yada. We have oh-so-delicious cubed lamb for supper (OH SO GOOD! *drools*). Then we don't really do anything but blabber away. So on and so forth.
Okay now it's Monday. We get up. Same routine as the night before. I don't remember what time I got up. Had my coffee. And after getting cleaned up (as much as we could) me, my aunt, and mother went into town. It's about a half hour drive. AN EXTREMELY SMALL TOWN to say the least. But we can still shop and get what we were going for. Ice. So we got everything we needed and headed back to camp.
Dinner comes around. My two uncles are already drunk. No suprise there. And so we're eating (hot dogs, hot sauges, pastas) and my uncle suddenly flips out that we shouldn't be feeding our dog, because HIS dog isn't allowed to be feed ANYTHING (although me and mum both were giving her stuff.. she's too beautiful a german shepard not too!).. and blahblahblahblahblah. My other uncle decides to butt in also.
Right. So this may not seem like such a big deal. But it was wayyy to .. well.. not right. In any case. It really unnerved my mother and so .. now we're back at home and I still have Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off for vaca. Yay.
Now that I've ranted for about a half-page or more.. I'm going off to.. go to bed and sleep the day away tomorrow.
We left Saturday morning.. nice and early. We get there.. settle in, the normal boring routine of breaking everything in (making sure the tarps put up in case it rains.. building a fire.. cleaning the outhouse.. setting up beds..etc). We then procede to go over to a neighboring camp (thus being a 2 minute walk away.. less your my two drunk --- (okay I'll be nice) uncles who just go ahead and drive over. Anyways.. we go over, meet a few other neighboring campers, have a wonderful camp-cooked meal.. start to get cold and EXTREMELY tired.. then me and mum head back to camp with the others following not soon after. Nice night save for the fact that me and mother have nearly nowhere to sleep except for like this 90gazillion (exaggeration) year-old pull-out sofabed.
Now here's the thing. There are two rooms in this camp of my uncles. One with two bunkbeds (okay that's 4 people). And the other with a small bed and a double bed (Okay 3 people).
Alright.. now that totals to 7 people. There's 11 of us. What about the remaining 4 of us?!
So my grandma, uncle, and aunt have permanent rights to the bunks. My uncle, his wife and daughter, have Absolute permanent rights to the other two beds.
THANKFULLY.. my 3rd uncle and my cousin (who is handicapped) are allowed to go to a neighbors camp and sleep there (since it wasn't in use at this time being). Right. So that leaves me and my mother.
We get this oh-so-WONDERFUL 90gazillion (exaggeration. yet again!) year-old pull-out sofabed. It wouldn't have been bad at all EXCEPT.. the flippin thing is slanted! Where the middle of your back is is some kinda bar which DIGS into you while you ATTEMPT to sleep. The bottom of it has CAVED IN so your feet are literally on the floor. Ugh!! Need I say more?
That was Saturday. Now -- wait.. well.. I'm leaving out something.. I guess more for spacial regulations than anything else. Okay NOW Sunday. We wake up.. 9'oclock for me. WAY TO EARLY! lol. Wasn't too bad. I go out.. the usual good mornings.. coffee.. yada yada. We have oh-so-delicious cubed lamb for supper (OH SO GOOD! *drools*). Then we don't really do anything but blabber away. So on and so forth.
Okay now it's Monday. We get up. Same routine as the night before. I don't remember what time I got up. Had my coffee. And after getting cleaned up (as much as we could) me, my aunt, and mother went into town. It's about a half hour drive. AN EXTREMELY SMALL TOWN to say the least. But we can still shop and get what we were going for. Ice. So we got everything we needed and headed back to camp.
Dinner comes around. My two uncles are already drunk. No suprise there. And so we're eating (hot dogs, hot sauges, pastas) and my uncle suddenly flips out that we shouldn't be feeding our dog, because HIS dog isn't allowed to be feed ANYTHING (although me and mum both were giving her stuff.. she's too beautiful a german shepard not too!).. and blahblahblahblahblah. My other uncle decides to butt in also.
Right. So this may not seem like such a big deal. But it was wayyy to .. well.. not right. In any case. It really unnerved my mother and so .. now we're back at home and I still have Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off for vaca. Yay.
Now that I've ranted for about a half-page or more.. I'm going off to.. go to bed and sleep the day away tomorrow.