Friday evening, June 13, 2008
After spending most of Wednesday messing with our errands in town, the kids and I stayed around camp all day again on Thursday.
It had rained off and on all day on Wednesday, so it was a welcome relief to have a mostly dry day yesterday, and the kids spent the day much like Tuesday. Getting muddy, getting cold, changing clothes and listening to me read, then getting muddy and cold again.
They seemed adjusted to the weather more than me. I wore all my layers all day, as I sat in my chair, reading and watching them come and go. The fascination of the day was that a middle school group came and camped all around us (instead of in the 375 sites in the park that are not right next to us), providing lots to watch and even a little interaction. Cole lent out a couple of his light sabers and had some duels.The most amazing thing I saw from my bundled up state was that several of the middle schoolers changed into their bathing suits and went down to the lake, presumably to swim.
We heard tales of a couple of kids actually getting in, but only for a second, but still, the fact that they were even wearing such little clothing in this weather was unfathomable to me. Equally shocking was that people paraded all day in and out of the concentration camp-like showers. And actually showered in them!
I haven’t mentioned that I actually revisited the horrifying shower experience because we did eventually discover one that was lukewarm, but it was so not enough warmth to stave of the constant drafts of freezing that I cried through the entire experience and though I was later glad to be clean, I am sure I could not ever repeat the traumatizing event.
But these people…they hadn’t even been out of civilization for 24 hours and here they were voluntarily subjecting themselves to such torture.
I suppose what the gal at Trader Joes’s said to me last week was true…she had noticed my southern accent and asked me what I was doing up here.When our conversation turned to the weather, she said, Yeah, I noticed your hat. This is tank top weather for us! I’m sure the middle schoolers had a laugh or two at us in our bundles.