Amelia and I signed up what felt like eons ago to go to Girl Scout camp the last weekend in August. We were signed up to camp out in the covered wagons.
I assumed this meant the name of our camp area was called "covered wagons", but I did not expect to be sleeping out in a canvas covered wagon.
Imagine my surprise when we pulled up to see a circle of covered wagons.
Covered wagons without a door.
I will say that I love camping, hiking and enjoying nature. I will also say that I enjoy my zippered tent with screens that allows me to enjoy nature during the day and to sleep at night critter and mostly bug free.
This was a whole new kind of adventure. The wagons slept 4 people and we were sharing with another mom and daughter. Because of the age of our girls, all girls camping needed an adult with them.
The first wagon we checked out had the biggest spider living in it that I had ever seen. The web stretched across the whole wagon. It seemed wrong to dislodge Mr Spider, so we checked out a few other wagons. One had tiny holes all over it. The chance of rain the first night was 75% for light showers. Next!
The next one was looking pretty good, but as I poked around I noticed a lot of evidence of a mouse in the house. Namely, there was a good deal of mouse poop. I wished hard for my own mouse free tent!
I went and got a broom and then started cleaning things up. I got all the sleeping area cleaned up ( yes. Mouse poops on and around the mattress. You should be proud that I didn't make a big deal about it. I can be very brave when it comes to my girl. Also, I packed sheets to wrap around the mattresses as I knew they might not be super clean.). As I moved the last mattress, a honest to goodness fat mouse came running out. I let out a small yelp, but got myself under control. Another mom heard me and came to investigate. The mouse scurried down the side of the wagon and then right in front of her.
Neither one of us was excited about sleeping in the wagon after that- we didn't tell the girls, but we both were worried the mouse would try to come back to its house later in the evening. Yuck.
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