ok so rumor was right i went camping next to the beach. Damn waves were too loud at night, but soothing anyway (or so i'll claim for the sake of those companies that sell ocean sounds soundtracks).
lets see. i left friday around 4 zipped off to the place set up etc. that night i slept maybe an hour? frogs and waves = not silence for sleeping. next day went hiking, bbq-ed a bunch and you know more camping stuff. that day WORE ME OUT. nighttime roled around, slept like a baby till 2 am. 2 am, dog wakes me and my aunt up, seems it needs out of the tent for...well it had to pee. we put the leash on it and let it out holding the leash in. the dog wiggled out of the leash and took off, like the idiot that it is. after that it was funny all i could see was a lantern running around saying "GIDGET GET OVER here...mumble mumble STUPID DOG mumble mumble". anyway not to fear dog came bounding in soon enough, its scared of being alone :-). soon as that olympic event was over (dog chasing in the dark) we get into our sleeping bags and we hear a guy puking in the campsite behind us...for 15 MINUTES!!! nutcase.
my aunt: "we have snorey over there, and hurley over there...and i dont mean elizabeth."
as soon as he was done back to sleep i went and got up at 8 ate hiked ate and came home to wash the smell of campfire out of my hair.
FUN STUFF. no really i mean it.
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