When ya goin, what ya goin to, and for how long?
For me, I’m going to Galileans (aka guys church camp) camp next week for a week.
When ya goin, what ya goin to, and for how long?
For me, I’m going to Galileans (aka guys church camp) camp next week for a week.
I have a camp with my cross country team in mid-july. Unfortunately, I can’t remember where it is this year
Camp Deer lake in Haw River NC in August. It’s a church camp I go to ever year.
Instrumental jazz camp. Jazz academy of music. 3 weeks. Concert at the end. Lots of fun.
Ew.
Summer camp.
Actually
Ew.
Summer.
Cool! I’m going to a piano camp later in July.
"Oh the nurses at Camp Big-Springs,
they say they’re mighty fine.
My friend got a splinter,
his funeral’s at 9.
“Oh gee, I wanna go to Camp Big-Springs.
Hey gee Mom I wanta go.
Where do you wanta go.
Gee Mom I wanta go to Camp Big-Springs.”
Wow, I haven’t gone to summer camp since elementary, although I guess Scout camp counts
It’s the middle of winter though.
Well, the start of winter…
Polar dipping for you then.
Klondike maybe…
If this was directed at me, it flew straight over my head.
But otherwize, I’ll be freezin’ my soul off in the ocean…
Oh there are a few winter camps. They’re called Klondikes where I’m from.
Ah.
I guess the name has something to do with a chocolate that doesn’t exist where I’m from.
But over here, there also aren’t many camps, summer or winter, well, at least that I’m aware of…
I have never been on a summer camp ever, I don’t like having to share rooms with people I don’t know.
Well since Chocolate is very prevalent in cold places like Switzerland, I’m not surprised.
Is it?
Is chocolate a cold place thing?
Hmmm.
Yep, my Brian agrees with you…
Yeah i heard they have to put stuff in chocolate here (australia) so it doesn’t melt as easy while they dont put that stuff in the chocolate in cold places
That is interesting, but also makes a whole bucket load of sense.
It still melts though…
When I was younger I went to Indian Hills Camp in San Diego, which is a church camp.
I really enjoyed it, though they had this ridiculously crappy stairway thing to the awesome treehouse slide they built. The way up was this caged ramp made up of a slippery board with the occasional inch-thick board to act as a foothold. It never seemed all that safe to me when I was younger.
Course, now, I’m thinking I was just being over-dramatic, but I just remember this vividly for some reason.
But besides that, it was very fun. I wish I had gone more, but younger me didn’t appreciate those kinds of things. Stupid younger me!
I go to scout camp.
This year it starts on the fourth of july.
COME ON PEOPLE!