Many highlights of our camping trip this weekend to Santa Cruz. I do believe I've got enough for a special Camping Edition of the Weekly Wonderings. But I can't resist relating this one episode first as it typifies our typical camping outings.
After much wrangling of the oft-repeated game "Where Do I Get to Sleep Tonight," I was able to extricate myself from the squished environs between Sammy and Luke and move to the much more expansive space between my beloved and Ryan. At about 1:23 a.m., Ryan bolts upright in bed, makes choking noises, and proceeds to puke in the bed.
Pete and I are up so damn fast to shove him out the trailer to continue his puking in the safe haven of the dirt campsite. Ryan is very sad, very tired, very teary, very apologetic, and very appalled at himself. He wails, "I'm an abomination." I reply immediately, "No, you're not. You're a-vomit-ation."
Not bad for 1:26 a.m.