Last weekend, we started a new tradition. I took Christopher camping on Horn Island (off the coast of Mississippi) with some friends from school. It was a guys trip and we had a blast. We were sunburned, beaten nearly to death by the boat ride there and back, sanded down to raw meat and exhausted; but we were both smiling and laughing. Of course, there will be stories to tell and these will be embellished as needed. Whether we talk about the libations that took over Friday night, the painful post libation morning Saturday, hitting the sand bar while tubing, watching the walk of shame from secret bathroom locations, laughing at the boat that was washed way up on shore, the incredible stars and the cool fireworks; it was all fun.
We all learned alot and are already adding (and subtracting) from the list of supplies for next year. Memorial Day will have a whole new tradition for me.
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