The one thing that is certain about our annual family vacation is that nothing is certain! Expect the unexpected might be an appropriate phrase to describe our ever-changing expeditions. This year we decided to venture into the world of tent camping. With 19 of us--ranging in age from 11 months to, well, my age--we had one small RV, one truck tent, two large tents and two small tents.
The highlights of this year consisted of water skiing, tubing, sumptuous meals prepared by each family, singing around the campfire on a dark windy evening, and an energetic rendition of Michael Jackson's Thriller.
Things were pretty calm and orderly until Sunday night, when the unexpected made its appearance. None of us were prepared for the deluge during this last night. Shortly after we had said goodnight and wrapped ourselves in our sleeping bags, we were awakened by a flash of lightning and an explosion of thunder. Then the rain started. When I say rain, I don't mean gentle falling rain, I mean torrential rain. I mean a raging storm. I'm talking about ferocious, unending volleys of thunder that we could feel in our guts. And there we were, all 19 of us in our little tent homes, being battered by the wind and rain.
I am happy to report that we all survived this unexpected deluge, and the next day was full of sunshine and clean, fresh breezes. Though nothing is certain on our family vacations, one thing I now know is certain: the next time I go tent camping, I will take an umbrella!
About Me
- Nancy
- Even though it was more than fifty years ago, I remember clearly when I learned to read. I remember the little wooden chair I sat on and the breathless wonder I felt as the teacher turned the over-sized pages of pictures of Dick and Jane with unknown words under the pictures. I sat on the edge of my seat with the delicious wonder that I was actually learning to read!
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