Upon arrival (if one has lasted this long) the ache to explore kicks in. But it will have to wait until after the unpacking. This includes carrying one’s personal stuff, food, sleeping bag, tent(s), and of course your moms stuff. Which she overly packed. Who needs 13 socks, seven pairs of shoes, ten shirts, 11 pants, four sweatshirts, five jackets, and four hats anyway, when your only going to be gone for a night or two? After this is completed, tell ones parents that you want to go explore. In response, it will probably be something like this “be carefully now, and don’t go to far. And be back in 20 minutes!” Also if you have any dogs that you brought along, you will probably be obligated to take them along. She says it is because they need a walk, but the truth is that she knows you are safer with them. But the downside to bringing them is that they will bolt after every sound, smell, or motion they encounter along the way.
When arriving back from the walk (the one you didn’t go far on, wink-wink) it will be about dinnertime. But use caution when commenting on the camp food, such as “ my hamburger is cold” or “I don’t think the soup is supposed to have little black dots floating around in it.” Because in the woods, no one can hear the screams. Then head for bed, whether it is with the family or by ones self. But be warned if one is sleeping by him or her self, 85% chance it won’t last all night. Mom or Dad is probably going the hear a chipmunk scatter across the wilderness floor (carrying a piece of junk food from which he stole from you) and think it was bear. So they flee to the soundly sleeping child’s tent, and bring him back to their tent. Once in the parent’s tent, it is going to be very hard to sleep, since every pinecone falling or tree branch crackling in the midnight wind is going to sound like a vicious animal to them. After every noise, there will be a very familiar sound to follow, that will go probably something like this “OHHH MY GOD, did you hear that?” If this starts to occur, listen to your CD player again. And if one is lacking a CD player, you’re going to be looking at a very long night.
Upon waking the next morning to pack up early because the air mattresses went flat, the tents leaked, everything inside is soaked, it’s cold, it’s raining. And worst of all, one of the many animals your parents supposedly heard the previous night, which they said sounded like a VERY LARGE cat, turned out to be a raccoon. And he got into all of the food. So after you decide to leave a day early pack up, enter the car and start the hopefully quieter ride home, it dawns on you that this horrible, grueling, boring, family only, nature weekend wasn’t so bad. But of course you won’t let your parents know that.
