This weekend was our second annual GIRLCAMP ™ in which we (myself, Laura, and Brooke, plus other guests) are girls and go camping. We learn all kinds of lessons: lessons about camping as well as more Lifetime-movie-style life lessons. This year’s lessons, in no particular order, are:
1) Check the camp map carefully when booking a site. Make sure that it’s not, for example, right next to a busy county highway that motorcyclists will tear up and down all night long.
2) Remember a hatchet. You can use it to break down pieces of wood that are too big, pound in tent stakes, and keep away the murderous hillbillies.
3) Food tastes better cooked over an open fire. (More on food later in the week.)
4) Raccoons are jerks and can smell food on a plate even after the plate has been washed. Everything that has even looked at food in the past 24 hours must be stowed away safely.
5) We’re animals. We all stink. It’s fine. There will be running water when we get home.
6) If a guy on the river offers you a beer, it’s important to find out a) what he wants in exchange (the answer is always “boobs”) and b) what kind of beer he has. It may be PBR. In fact, that’s the best likely option. Your response in this case should be: “<eyeroll>.”
7) Going uphill is easier if you build up a lot of momentum going downhill in high gear right before. (This one is so close to being both a practical fact and a life lesson, but it’s not quite there yet. Brooke needs to work on her guru-ing skills.)
8) Cow are huge and adorable and loud. Some of us can admire them in person and then go eat a cheeseburger later that night and feel not a single pang of guilt. That’s not a thing I’m bragging about, but it’s perfectly true.
9) Having friends who challenge you to do things you didn’t think you could, like go from not riding a bike to doing an 11-plus-mile ride over rolling Wisconsin hills, is the best.
10) Having friends who are totally cool with your weaknesses, including your inability to bike through a long, dark tunnel because you’re afraid of hitting something and wiping out, is a very close second.
What lessons have you learned from traveling?