Day Two, 14 June 2016
Tuesday
(Staff Week)
I woke up at five. Probably because the sun was rising, and I could see it even through the tinted windows of the van. I attempted to go back to sleep, seeing as attempting to escape was futile. Have you ever tried sleeping three 18 year old girls in the back of a minivan without removing the middle seats? And no, three ultra slim water front girls don't count. Let's just say we were very snug, and warm which was nice.
I woke back up again at 6:23 when my silent alarm on my Fitbit started buzzing. I decided to be kind, and let Nadia and Violet sleep in a few more minutes, because Yannis told me I don't have to be back from town until 8:30 when CPR training starts.
At 6:27 Grant appeared at the window. Why he was awake I have no idea because usually he is the last one out of FC (if you don't believe me just read through last years blog posts). He then opened the door to the van, therefore releasing all of the heat from the van which made Nadia grumpy, but Grumpy Cat is her spirit animal so..... We eventually made it out of camp, we actually made good time because we just left the mattresses in the back of the van (which got us a few odd looks in town, because it really looked like we were living out of our van.) We introduced Violet to the wonder that is Lumberjacks for breakfast, and got a pair of flip flops for the showers and a toothbrush for Grant and then headed back to camp for my CPR certification. The class was actually pretty great. I sat with Diego, so lots of jokes were made. But the teacher was a retired fireman who has been teaching carts to camp staff for about ten years, so he knows we don't need to be taught the first aid and already know most of the stuff he is going to teach us. After class it's program time, so Jasper, Oscar and I head to archery to get everything in ship shape, which means mowing down all the thigh high grass. Knee high for Jasper but he doesn't count because I am convinced he isn't human, he's a cross breed. Like a unicorn, just with less sparkles. Mowing is... Interesting. It's the first time I've ever done it, because A) it makes my father feel domestic and happy and B) I am allergic to grass, not respiratory wise. Usually it's just if I'm laying down in it, but still I never wanted to risk it. I didn't have an allergic reaction however, which is nice. After that we counted arrows. Then counter some more. And just a few more. Until the only thing we wanted to do is murder ALL the arrows and never look at one ever again. After dinner we have a couple important talks, including the no purpling talk (which takes about ten seconds for the girls and nearly fifteen minutes for the guys, because guys are.... Special...) and the laundry talk because frankly a lot of people don't know how to do laundry and no laundry means stinky CIT's and stinky CIT's mean angry staff members. For these talks the girls pretty much hang around and talk among ourselves, all 8 of us. We are SEVERELY outnumbered this year, but we have a really cool new medic, Annaliese, and she seems pretty awesome especially because she has offered to let us take temperature controlled showers which is AMAAAAAAAAAAZING. Cold showers are basically my favorite thing.
After all our talks I hung around FC for a little bit, and then decided to take a super long shower and fall asleep blogging because it was a pretty long day. Plus I am combating a three hour time change, so I am using that as an excuse.