Camp

 This weekend I went to Camp Cleawox. There is a long-standing “hooky weekend“ for Girl Scout leaders and adult volunteers to have a weekend to experience camp as a camper. I learned over the weekend that this has been happening since the early 1980s.

In the 1990s I was a camper at Camp Cleawox, and it was a crazy trip to experience it again, though a bit updated/different compared to what it was back then, as an adult. I did many of the things I had done as a child – canoeing, crafts, campfire, songs, meals in the lodge, sleeping in rustic bunks, and making new camp friends. I am so glad I went!