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This was our first night with the mini tent that fits over the tail gate and with all the bins under the bed and camping equipment in the back where the 3 row of seats would normally be. We quickly realized: It is easier to set up the curtains and screens in daylight! We had too much loose stuff and too much stuff in general. All foodstuffs need to be in the van overnight - I had food spread ...
So summing up camp in one story would be impossible. The memories and experiences I've had in the place are some of the best I've ever had and probably ever will have in my life. Waking up to this view and way of life each day with the people I am surrounded with each day is truly a blessing. I don't think I've ever said so many words of thanks in my prayers before, but they were definitely deserved. Without a doubt the best summer job of my life! ...
It was such a pleasure spending time with all of my new friends that I met during an awesome program. It was a great experience getting to know each one individually and be able to share a little of our lives with one another.
However, I do want to dedicate this final post to the eldest member of our crew, Kelly of Claryville, N.Y. Kelly has to be the coolest 90-year-old woman I have ever met.
It's freezing here in Maine. It's in the 30's here ...
Day two was a little bit like day one, and I have no problem with that.
It was another early start to the day, however this morning came with a few more aches and fatigue than yesterday. No matter, we were determined to be the first on the lift and get first tracks.
We ate our breakfast quicker than usual to get to mountain as fast as possible. We thought the first chair was at 8:00 a.m., so ...
What a glorious day to not be taking the T into work. No offense Boston, but Bethel, Maine knows what's up.
I opened our balcony door with a hot cup of coffee in hand and took a breath of that cold, fresh Maine air. It smelled like chimney smoke and opportunity. There was a dusting of snow on the ground from the night before, fresh powder waiting for new tracks.
We ate breakfast to the sounds of Vivaldi and Chopin (could have ...