uh huh her (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} laurgasm) wrote,@ 2008-04-22 02:15:00 |
|
| Current mood: |  nostalgic |
| Current music: | A Setting Sun - Grand Archives |
| Entry tags: | travel |
Return to Anawangin Cove: The Non-Vacation
I had been to Anawangin Cove only once and had a great time despite never having gone camping before. Of course the last time I was there, I was also with experienced campers, a car, a cooler, and had answers to questions like, "What's for dinner?" and "How are we going to keep the beer cold?" I was more than excited when I found out that the Hohobags, the Hohofags, plus Anne and Helga would be heading to Anawangin for the weekend. We all needed the beach but more than that, we all needed a vacation.
You'd think that the conflict of a camping story would be the man-vs-nature type but really, the problems we encountered were more like man-vs-man. Dealing with no cellphone signal and no electricity was the easy part. It was dealing with everyone else that was roughing it that took away the vacation-like quality of our vacation.
So maybe none of us have ever really gone camping before. So maybe we were only going to take a bus, and we weren't entirely sure how we were going to make dinner or keep our drinks cold. So maybe we got ditched by the very person who planned the trip. So what? How hard can it be? What kind of trouble can eight girls, two (gay) guys, and one missing mountaineer get themselves into on an isolated in the middle of nowhere?
Summertime, and the livin's easy. NOT.
Read more here
