If I can't find me a husband here...
Trip Start Jun 15, 2004
9Trip End Jul 28, 2004
The day was filled with prizes and games, my favorite of which was Torture the Turtle. I'm not sure that was the official name, but it consisted mainly of small children painting the backs of box turtles and then terrorizing them for the rest of the day. I tried to stay out of it, and did a good job for the most part. I only had one small moment of indiscretion, when I saw a turtle lumbering at full speed across the swim beach. I looked left, I looked right, I saw no one
The rest of the day was much less disturbing, and I had a great time. I sat out on the dock with Shannon for a long time, which may have been the highlight of my day. There's something wonderful about connecting as well with someone as an adult as you did when you were both pig-tailed little girls. She reminded me of the time years and years ago when we swam out to the middle of the lake and treaded water ALL DAY LONG--All the other little girls wanted to play with us, but we only wanted to play with each other. I guess I was a one-on-one person even then.
Now I'm listening to the rain and the voices of men playing poker in the other room, trying to stay focused on the present. No matter how thrilling the present is, it's so easy to get lost in the past or daydream about the future. Here and now! That's where I want to live, and I hope to get better at it over the course of the trip.