Sometimes you want to go

Where everybody knows your name, and they're always glad you came. You wanna be where you can see, our troubles are all the same You wanna be where everybody knows Your name.

Vacation often means heading off to somewhere warm and exotic. Usually it doesn't land you in the middle of a forest, in pouring rain, surrounding by a busy schedule that leaves you exhausted at the end of the day.

Well it does for me, and I wouldn't have traded a second of it. Yeah there were times during the week that it would have been nice to be somewhere cushy and relaxing, but it wouldn't have taken my mind off of my real life job. Camp allowed me to remove myself from the outside world and focus on the moment.

The best part is that it felt as if I had never left. Within a half hour of pulling into camp I felt like I had been there last week and was staying the rest of the summer. Everyone knew who I was and started joking with me as they did with everyone else on staff. One of the things that hit me hard though was Tuesday afternoon. I saw one of my mom's friends at camp and he pulled me aside to tell me that I was the reason that his son was on staff this year. This was the same scout who was sleeping in the bunk above me all week.

I ended up working split between three areas: Waterfront, Trading Post, and pulling trap up at the Rifle Range...