Sunday, August 28, 2011

Day 319 - Three days behind on my posts - oh boy we have a swimming pool

So we had a great happy hour then it was time for bed.  But the first thing that surprised me was the food.  Not that it was good or bad, but how it was served.  I was expecting to go into the dining hall and have a plate with my food served to me.  Instead we had these blue trays that we were to pile our food on.  The food came on these big platters and they were passed around and refilled as necessary.  All of this was fine until I saw them walk up to one table and asked if they were done and turned around an put it on another table.  Coming from the world of food service I was initially horrified to see that, then I realized what does it matter it is just getting passed along the table anyway.  But every time it happened my little service brain did a little twitch.

The next day was full of activities, one of which was an early morning swimming exercise.  T2 had planned to get up to go to the 7:15 yoga, so I thought I would sleep in and go to the 7:45 morning water exercise - that way I could sleep in which I love to do.  However, as is my wont I did have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and to do that I had to cross hill and dale.  The night before T2 and given me instructions so I would know how to get from the bathroom to the tent (they all look alike) now here is this big boulder and here is this little patch of rocks you want to turn right after that.   So when I did have to go to the bathroom at two in the morning I could easily find my way back.

I woke up as usual and it was freezing, and I thought no - I am not going to get up.  It is all in my head I can hold it until light.  So I forced myself back to sleep only to wake up 45 minutes later in dire need.  I pulled myself out of the sleeping bag and headed out the door.  I got about half way there when I discovered I had forgotten to put my glasses on, so I traipsed back to the tent put my glasses on and headed back out.  When I went it was more like a trickle then a stream and I thought - hmm I could have held that.  Back in the tent I grabbed my phone to see what time it was and found it was 3:30 - I had four more hours of sleep - three hours later I finally dozed off.

The swimming was fine -but not so hard, the walk was fine, but not so hard, but trying to find the Oskie pool - now that I nearly died.  It felt like it was going on a 100 degrees and I felt like I kept climbing and climbing and climbing.  Panting, telling T2 maybe we could drive - its all down hill back, lets get the car and drive to the pool (have to save it for another blog why I had to find the Oskie pool) after awhile I really started to whine, I am not walking to Oskie pool, I am going to drive when I go, then 50 minutes into the walk I am starting to panic.  No way are we going to get to the Oskie pool and back in time for my first ever massage.  We finally gave up on trying to find the pool only to later discover we were less then a quarter mile from it.  But I was tired and sopping wet and wanted/needed to take a shower before the massage.  As we were walking back I started whining to T2 that maybe we could drive to the massage parlor - but as usually she ignored me.  I am beginning to believe that when I whine she has an off switch and really doesn't hear a word I say.

Yes, I had a massage.  How did I like it - well when she said okay we are done now -my response was Yay!!  I was absolutely horrified that I had said that, and I just didn't know how I was going to fix such rudeness, so I didn't try.  But I gave a bigger tip then I was originally going to give.  Enough said.

A very full day of activity, and by the time we got back from our massages (it was T2's birthday don't you know) it was time for happy hour.  Two glasses of champagne later, I was definitely feeling good as we headed to dinner.    The only thing I remember of dinner was the dessert.  I was going to try and eat like a normal person on this trip and that included deserts.  Deserts are us.  This desert was so scrumptious I had to stop eating it after the first bite.  I knew if I didn't I would go back and eat the entire tray and probably go from table to table taking crumbs off my fellow campers plates.  It was delicious.

Then to top off the most perfect day was a talk from LZ who swam the english channel in 1994.  She was one of the best speakers, engaging, funny and of course very very nice.  She was suppose to talk from 8-9pm, but she stayed and talked until 10pm.   (She has now become my number one hero.)  So off to bed and to tell the truth I slept very very good - I didn't even wake up in the middle of the night for a bathroom break - the first time in like 10 years.  Wow is camping wonderful or what.


1 comment:

  1. Boy, can we call this the "liquid blog" ("a trickle not a stream", the English Channel, champagne, swimming pool, sweat, an so on)?

    "A trickle not a stream" was very poetic.

    "Oski" is the Cal Mascot (since 1941 when Oski was substituted for the live bears (yes) which had previously been used. "Oski" is also one of the other names for "Odin" and reflects his bear aspect. This has been your 30 second learning lesson - "Oski Wow Wow" - go bears!

    The search for Oski's pool sounds dreadful - I look forward to future blogs to see if you found it.

    I am writing to T2 to see about the "whine switch" - thanks for the tip.

    Oski, Oski, Oski....

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