It has been over two weeks since my last update, and for that I apologize.It has been a busy couple of weeks and, reading over my last update, much less poetic. I have just returned from two days of removing splinters (mostly from children’s dirty feet), building fires, and blowing my nose—an event otherwise known as camping with a cold. Sunday night I went with a handful of other counselors to set up the campsite (about 30 minutes away) for the arrival of the children Monday morning. Alas, I need to back up…
All in Sean's European Excursion
Getting lost WITH someone is kind of a thrill. There is something strangely exhilarating about not knowing exactly where one is going. Approaching intersections and asking each other “OK, which way?” was the theme of our Monday afternoon. At the end of the day it was a different story. Since it was raining, we decided to utilize my car and drive 45 minutes over the border to France. I will admit that before this weekend my feelings about the French were technically unfounded, as I had not actually experienced any of the things that people usually complain about. I can now make those complaints.