The kids third grade class had a sleep over field trip in Wading River Long Island. So after climbing down a hundred steps we learned about the beach or in this case the Long Island Sound, and we learned there are no sharks.
Then our group threw spears and touched snakes. We slept in cold cabins and came home.
I did not photograph everything because for some reason me an one of the camp directors became instant nemesis's, so much that during the racket that was a drumming circle he managed to hear just me and asked if I could stop because I wasnt doing it right - to which I replied no. He got upset and left the room. I got upset and left the room later only to be asked by the drum leader to sit in the middle and play some more-right next to my buddy the nemesis.
Fun had by all.
So we came home and I made Oso Buco with Jasmine rice.