camping in the provo roundabout. gnarly. we took three trips to get all the gear into our little sleep cove. we forgot bug spray, but remembered to bring hard boiled eggs. i held down the fort (which meant reading harry potter and being as quiet as possible when a couple hooligans came and started poking around) while kaisa and autumn went to wherever you get bug spray. we sprayed the vicinity and had a nasty taste in our mouths the whole night. the mosquitos were taken care of, but the bug spray didn't even phase the snails who were obviously ticked at our intrusion. autumn made me pee my pants and we spent the next hour and a half (says kaisa who held down the fort, which was a for reals fort because the sprinklers kept going off probably to keep assholes like us off the stupid roundabout, so we had two umbrellas covering our heads and a tarp thrown over the whole structure) looking for a walmart to replace my bottoms. when we came back everything was soaked anyways. at least not in urine. we found a shaken kaisa waiting in the cave, which had acquired a crap-like smell. she had used the time to take catwalk pictures of the snails that kept groping about. it was a bit claustrophobic in there and my booklight battery died so i couldn't read harry potter. there was a snail on my pillow. we woke up and cleaned up. there was a sewer thing under the tarp we laid down and autumn said she'd been farting all night. there was a snail in my shoe. we got out and it was a good time, but i don't ever want to do it again

No comments: