We got back in the tenting game this week at #66. It was definitely an odd feeling, spending hours of time in the little red hut after such a long layoff. What's also odd is that the stinging cold that comes over my hands and feet doesn't bother me as much as not having anything to do. Even when I have my iPod with me, or a book, I find myself losing focus almost immediately (and homework doesn't even deserve a mention).
And as I write this, I have been informed through mail that we've missed yet another tent check. Man, we are not making this easy on ourselves.
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