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Camping (The Girly Way)

We went camping on the North Shore. Our friends at church have been renting this same house for one weekend a year for seventeen years. It's right on the beach and we have bathrooms and a kitchen. There are also bedrooms, but I don't think anyone actually used them. The yard is big enough for all of us to set up our tents.

Our own personal Taj Mahal had a great ocean view. We brought the air mattresses with us because the last time I slept on the ground I could barely move the next day. Cots or air mattresses are not optional if you want me to stay.

Which is kind of funny, because I didn't spend Friday night out there. I went to see "The Phantom of the Opera" with some friends and left for the campsite Saturday morning.

So it was just Kerry and the kids.

Except Kerry had to go in to work at 1:00 in the morning and didn't get back out to the camp until 5:00 Saturday morning.

So it was just the kids.


And Ben and Emily decided to sleep on the beach.

So it was just Katie on the two queen-size air mattresses in the tent.

Fortunately, Kerry has the ability to rise on two hours of sleep and make breakfast for thirty people.

It was phenomenal. He is the master of dutch oven cooking. It was truly the best meal we had while we were there.

The teens all ate in the back of a truck because it makes food taste better, dontacha know.

They spent a lot of time in the ocean which also counted as bathing,

Played a ton of volleyball,

And made s'mores over the campfire while someone played praise songs on a guitar.

We had our own little church service Sunday morning since we were all missing church.

Not a bad way to vacation (if I didn't have to load everything up again and then clean and wash it all when we got home).
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