happy campers all around
Whoo, it's been a week, I guess I should blog something, huh? Just been busy, busy, busy. Hard to say with what, exactly, but things have calmed down a little now and I can catch up on reading all the blogs I've missed.
Boy11 has been at summer camp since Sunday afternoon. It's a 2 1/2 hour drive each way which we'll repeat when we pick him up on August 5. He was a bit (OK, a lot) nervous before we got there, but started to relax when he met up with his friends and saw how things were going to be. The kids come from all over but it turns out there are seven campers and four counsellors from our little town this time so it's all just one big happy family.
This is a pretty rustic camp. Just tents for the kids and the most basic amenities. There's a field and a pond and a teensy little town close to the Elbe River. That's all. Everyone seems to have a good time, though, and Boy14 loved it the two years he attended. We're hoping we're going to have another happy camper on our hands in two weeks time.
laying the foundation
3 busy beavers getting that tent up
This is what you look like when you didn't sleep a wink on Saturday night and still aren't quite sure if this was a good idea
the boys' side of the field
Part of the camp's postal address is Hinterm Kirchgarten - "behind the church garden", because that's just where it is. And the mail always gets through.
the kitchen, aka The Gourmet Temple
from left to right: kitchen, laundry room, dining room
a clay oven Boy14 says they built and baked bread in when he last attended camp in 2005
In other excitement, my dear friend and part-time expat Ginnie and her partner Donica made a suprise visit to Hannover on the weekend so Ginnie and I got to chat over coffee and lunch on Monday and catch up on all the news on both sides of the pond.
And while I was downtown on Monday I bought the new Harry Potter book at Boy14's urging. And boy am I glad I did. If the new book hadn't come out last week I would have never found the very valuable (well, only to me in a sentimental way) bookmark that I had been looking for for absolutely ages and was convinced was lost forever. Today it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't even finished the previous HP book. I know, shame on me. I'm so uncool. When I searched our bookshelves, not only did I find the book but also my beloved bookmark nestled sweetly between the pages. Yay! I'm a happy camper too.