We had been camping last week-end – a bunch of moms from Kee’s class thought of it, and all-in-all eight families went camping. IT was only for a night, but it was enough to have me reeling for days. I am just recovering!
The camp grounds were far enough from civilization but close enough to the wilderness for us to get a sense of rugged adventure. From the top, we could actually see the city lights glittering at night, and I must say it made a melancholy sight to be sitting there in the tent peering out at the city lights down below. The tent itself is a masterpiece – a small package, that, when erected properly rooms a family of three or four with ease and relative comfort. We had the foresight of ‘selecting’ our tent site on a slope that had a 11.3 degree inclination and I must say we enjoyed the night slipping down the grade and getting back up grumpily and hauling ourselves back up again – sleeping bag, pillow, torch, night light, cell-phone, Kee and all. And try all of this on a full stomach and aching limbs, and I’ve sketched out comfort for you. Oh yeah – it was great fun – I spent half the night giggling as we picked ourselves up and ‘moved north’.
I see some eyebrows raised when they read ‘full stomach!’ – you see, we were a bunch of Indian families. While we may have forgotten some things like nightlamps and flash lights, do you think we forgot food? We had food fit for a king and his army – ordered from a fancy restaurant and brought to the summit with heating trays and candles. A complete Indian meal with Shrikand for dessert. If we couldn’t do justice to it, it was because we had too much tea, cookies and brownies for snacks! And of course, we had a HEARTY breakfast the next day – samosas with bread, butter croissants – all in the name of feeding our kids.
Speaking of the kids, they had a blast – running around, hiking (three year old kids actually did 1.5 mile round trip hikes), ‘rock climbing’ and of course falling and getting hurt. Our campsite was on a gradient as previously mentioned, and every second minute a child was toppling over. I found it quite amusing to note the varying reactions to a fall. Some children generally seemed to summon folks from neighbouring camps with first -aid kits for all their din, while others brushed themselves off and just toppled over again with no second thoughts. There was a tap at the site, and every once in a while a harried parent would be seen shaking their heads in disbelief, wringing their hands and pulling an unwilling child from the tap.
The highlight of the trip were the racoons – they are food lovers, and come scanvenging for food near campsites. They don’t have fear of any kind towards humans, and quite a few times the whole populace was grimacing with wild gestures, only to see the racoon get more and more convinced that this was the place for a wholesome meal! (I actually have a pic of everybody shooing the racoons, and it really looks comical )
Eight kids and their families on a hillside with a raccoon to boot – that’s what I call a fun vacation!