I Went Camping

Hello, humans.

Guess what? I went camping. Yes, what the actual heck. Are we talking about the same Nan? That Nan, camping? No way, never. At least that's what I thought.

Let me explain. I was at one of my best friends' house in Grecia (somewhere in CR), which, by the way, was absolutely effing awesome (I love her). Wait a second, I have to write about it. When I got to her house at around 11 PM we caught up because we hadn't seen each other in about a year. People, we truly had a lot to catch up on. We went to bed at like 2 AM, telling stories and reading some of the masterpieces we wrote when we were 12 (*cringes for three hours*). I loved it. After that we watched Fight Club (that movie is so weird what) and Sherlock (introducing her to the cult) and it was very fun. We also went to town, which was great because Grecia is a really nice place. I got to visit many new places and I really enjoyed it. We also ate some delicious pizza and watched Moana, the second best Disney movie ever (I promise to write about it later). Overall, I felt incredible.

Back to the point. On Sunday, I got a text from my sister telling me that there was a free spot available for the camp she was going to on Thursday. She asked me if I wanted to go with her. Of course, I hated camps, but, I mean, it was free. After pondering on it for a day, I said yes. I almost didn't go because I kind of had an emotional breakdown last Wednesday, but I plucked up the courage to go anyway.

The first day was hell. I totally hated it. They took away our phones and watches (I hid my watch so they couldn't take it, though). I was about to give up and ask to call my parents. The first night was also horrible because I brought a really light blanket and I almost freeze to death in the middle of the night. However, I decided to give the camp a chance. The next day was better, and it only went uphill from there.

It was so much fun, especially the pleito de pelos. I can't tell you what it is. You need to see it to understand it. It can't be explained, and it changes your life. The music was amazing. We even danced to it. The people were so funny and I laughed a lot (you all know how I feel about laughter). Even though I didn't like the physical activities and getting wet, it was one of the best experiences of my life.

On the first day, we played outside a lot. I didn't like it much. Well, I didn't like it at all; it was horrific. I was pretty down because of that. At night, we had a segment called club in which we danced crazily, saw a short sketch, and had a small sermon. Like we do after every club, we went to discuss some topics and it was very eye-opening. We were forced to go to bed, and the frozen hell started. I don't know if I'd fallen asleep, but during the night I was dying to go to the bathroom. The problem was that the door was locked, and I didn't want to wake up the entire cabin by opening it. I spent about half an hour worrying because I thought my only options were embarrassing myself by waking up the entire cabin because I needed to pee or accidentally wetting the bed (even though that has never happened to me). I tried to go and failed twice, but the third time I did it. Spoiler: nothing disastrous happened. It was just freezing cold outside. Terrified that someone would lock me out, I rushed to the cabin. However, I was stopped by something breath-taking, something magnificent: the night sky.

What people say about seeing the night sky outside of the city is true. I had never seen something so majestic in my entire life. Not a single cloud could be seen. The stars shone without being shadowed by street lights or clouds. I could see the place where the sky and mountains meet and it made the Earth look like a huge, overwhelming dome. The moon was full and reflecting sunlight like I'd never seen it before. My God, I am utterly in love with the night sky, but I'd never seen it like that. It was just like in the movies when a boy is waiting for his date at her house to go to prom, and when she comes out he is dazzled by her beauty. I was completely ready to propose to the moon and live with it forever among the stars. I wanted to be lifted up into the air and suffocated by the lack of oxygen in the stratosphere so that the last sight that hit my mortal eyes would be the moon and the stars of that night. After gawking at it for what felt like a short eternity, I remembered that I had to get back to the cabin before I was inevitably left to die outside. The next morning I found out that no one noticed I left so I could have looked at the sky for a bit longer. Falling asleep was terribly hard because my body was basically an ice cube. I sneezed like crazy but eventually fell asleep.

The next day was better. We had a bit of club time and then played an interesting variation of Capture The Flag using socks as 'bullets.' My team lost, but it was good fun. Then, we had a little pool and slide time (of course I didn't get wet because I would have died from hypothermia). In the evening we went to club again. My team (called murasaki) was in fourth place out of six teams, and that was good because we'd previously been last. Night feel and one of my new friends, fortunately, lent me a sleeping bag. I slept well.

The third day, we had a rally with twelve different activities. The team that finished them first was the winner, and guess who wan? MURASAKI. I had to solve a word search and did pretty well. We were all happy. Then, we had to fight for the first row at the famous pleito de pelos. The team with the craziest hairdos and the most original dance one. Guess who won again? MURASAKI. We got to sit in the first row at the pleito de pelos and it was the most incredible experience of the whole camp. After that, there was pool and slide time, and then we played some very fun games.

Something hilarious happened while we were playing. We started playing volleyball with a huge beach ball (it was way taller than me) that looked light but it could actually crush you. Unfortunately, a thorn poked a hole in it and it had to be taken away. We started playing normal volleyball and after a while, someone turned up with the humongous ball. They threw it at my sister's friend (she's like twelve) and she thought she could simply push it away. She was wrong. It hit her and she flew like a rag doll. It was hilarious and we almost die laughing, even her.

After playing games we had a party, really. We danced to bachata, salsa, merengue, even Turn Down For What (what year is it, again?). After that, we went to a special, Hawaiian-themed dinner. It was awesome. Then we had club and a campfire and blah blah feelings ew.

The last day was bittersweet. The people who organized that camp paid lots of attention to detail, and the farewell was really cute. We took pictures and went to club. We talked about our experience at camp. Then, we had a little snack and left. Our parents met us at a gym and we had a special time to tell them about camp and about Young Life, the group that organized it. We even danced to the sasamanga.

The sasamanga is the second best song in the world (the first one is Quitamancha, obviously) and the mega-superhero Rambo Norris uses it to train. Rambo Norris is Cosi Norris' brother. After dancing to the sasamanga your life will never be the same. These are the lyrics:

O-ma che che

Che che core

Saaaasamánga

Manga

Manga

Manga

Don't even ask, please.

The camp was amazing and I'm grateful that I was given the opportunity to go. If you ever have a chance of going to a Young Life camp I really recommend it, personally. I met lots of people from many different backgrounds and had a life-changing experience.

By the way, sorry for not writing in so long, but I was kind of busy, as you can see. I'm working on a Moana review and a short fiction piece, so you can look forward to that (yay).

Love,

Nan.

P.S. I left out a huge and kind of funny story that I don't know if I'll ever be able to tell you because it involves another person.

Why do I even write like someone was reading, literally nobody reads my blog.