I Went to Camp and All I Got Was This Stupid T-Shirt

Except that the t-shirt is actually AWESOME.  More on that later...

My mom is a fifth grade teacher, and near the end of every school year, the entire fifth grade goes to camp for five days.  I didn't go to school in my mom's district, and MY stupid district didn't go to camp.  We went to Cedar Point instead.  Which is NOT THE SAME THING AT ALL.

There weren't enough moms available to go as chaperones, so I quickly volunteered. At first, I was really excited.  I love the outdoors - you know, nature and shit - and I was thrilled to be able to spend time with my mom for a week.

But then it hit me.  Sure, I went to camp as an adult before.  But the last time I went, I was 21 years old and in the best shape of my life.  Now?  Well, I'm 31.  Enough said.

My mom's school has attended Camp Michindoh for years, though not long enough for me to have been there.  I only knew the previous camp, and that camp... wasn't all that awesome.  For one, the cabins were for sleeping only.  The bathrooms and showers were in a completely different building, accessible only after trudging through a pine forest floor.  So when girls had to go in the middle of the night, they basically woke up the whole cabin as they got situated for a trek across the campground.

ANYWAY.

I went, it was awesome, and I want to go back next year.  Here are some pictures!

 I wasn't kidding about that shirt, you guys.