Hey guys! I wanted to thank you all for the overwhelmingly positive response to my first story that I posted last week! I am apparently the least sneaky person on the planet, because after leaving my email logged into our desktop computer, my husband Jake actually found out about this account. After he was done teasing me (during which I about died of embarrassment), he suggested that I write up one of our more noteworthy adventures for you guys ;)
It was summer, and Jake and I had gone with his family to go white water rafting at a campground a few hours from home. There were a dozen of us altogether. We had gotten a huge campsite and pitched four tents across it, with plenty of room for a campfire in the middle. This campground was sweet. There was a dock that was good for swimming and had a setup for bungee jumping. To the far end was the dining hall, which also had a bar and dance floor area that hosted parties every evening. Drinking was highly encouraged. After sundown, the campground put together a giant bonfire down by the beach to discourage drunk people from having their own massive bonfires too close to the tents.