Nora started her blog (littlenloud.blogspot.com) with her experience on our camping trip, but she missed a couple details. First of all, since she got a giant goose-egg on her head compliments of her shortcut back to our site, she and I were both concerned that she might have a concussion. She, of course, would not admit this to me and decided to just pray that if she needed to be wakened during the night, God would do it. I just prayed that she'd be all right. So what happens? First, my air mattress immediately deflates and I find myself on a lumpy vinyl mat all night. Therefore, I am certain to not sleep through anything. (Sleeping before and after is questionable as well.) Then the racoon decided to mess with our stuff. I tried to scare it away from the tent, but it just stared back at me like, "When are you going to put that flashlight away so I can go back to what I was doing?" So I had to get up and chase him away and make sure our food was safe. That, of course woke up everyone in the tent. One for Nora.
Then some of us needed to go down to the bathrooms. That woke her up again. I remember thanking God at some point because Nora was coherent so I figured I didn't have to worry about her. The racoon returned later. This time I decided it wasn't worth getting up. Finally, Beth (who was not coherent) sat up and shouted "Watch out!" She then went back to sleep. But Nora woke up. I think maybe I should have just set my alarm to go off every hour. Then all I'd have to do is roll over, shake Nora, and ask "What's your name? Do you know where you are?" Then go back to sleep. Next time, Nora, I'm thinking twice before praying for your safety. =)
Despite the bees, I'm really quite proud of us. We had the best food in the campground, I think. We did all our cooking over the fire. (Thank you, Nora and Beth, for making firewood runs.) Egg McMuffins, tuna melts, pancakes, and Nora's awesome corn chowder! We escaped with only 4 stings and no forest fires.
All in all, it was a good weekend. Our tent didn't fall down. Nora's parents' tent didn't fall down after the pole broke and her dad fixed it with duct tape. We only almost froze the first night. No one drowned swimming across the lake. (We had a canoe with extra life jackets along just in case.) And Nora is still speaking to the rest of us after we gave out on her and went home Saturday night.
God-sighting for the weekend: Two-and-a-half-hour corn chowder that made for great bonding time.
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