Thursday, February 5, 2009

UPDATED: Camper nostalgia

When I was in New Zealand, I spent a few weeks living in a camper and driving around the entire South Island with three other girls who ended up becoming three of my closest friends when it was all said and done. Because how can you not get close after spending two weeks sharing tiny camper beds going on your fourth day without a shower and maybe you fart in your sleep?

We climbed a glacier, bunjee jumped off a bridge, hiked through forests, boated through rivers, took pictures in front of pristine lakes, rode a ferry through a foggy sound, drove a camper around winding curves, drank beer, ate pancakes, peed in bushes, played endless hours of Celebrity, shared stories, got piercings, walked through cities, chased buses through dark streets, and pretty much had the adventure of a lifetime.


And since then, some of us might have gone on to do other adventure of a lifetime things like living in an Amazonian jungle for six months but those people can just shut their mouths and let me have my moment.

A few years later and a few hundred miles in between all of us, we're getting together again for a quick weekend filled with oh my gahs and no she didn'ts and cheers and catch ups. Tomorrow we're road tripping to Boston to ambush the little one at dental school. I know right? Who'd have thought such a small, loud-mouthed, crass, drunk would do so well sticking sharp instruments in people's mouths? That's what she said.

My excitement level is hovering dangerously around inappropriate and remember the last time I was all hyped up on excitement and I told you about the time I woke up under my desk with no pants after a night of heavy drinking? That was after a night with these girls.

And being as this is the second time in a month that I've talked about being outrageously excited about something, I'm starting to think that maybe I'm too easily exciteable. Like what's going to happen to me when I have something coming up that's a little bit bigger than a weekend with friends? Like that whole wedding and honeymoon thing. WHAT IF I GO CATATONIC? Maybe I should be drugged. Starting now. I hope my insurance covers this. I wonder if the pot dealer on 33rd Street takes insurance cards.

(only) comment of the day: No comments? come on people! we're talking adventure of a lifetime here! we're talking two weeks of nothing but open road, beautiful scenery, sukoku and SPIT, camper breakdowns, getting rescued by 2 of New Zealand's finest, waking up on movie sets, pb&j for breakfast, lunch and dinner, relieving yourself in the great outdoors, not knowing when where the camper will end up at the end of the day. we're talking roundabouts and kilometers of highway and listening to the same mixes over and over so that all you associate with those songs is that trip! oh yea, and what bridget said. - Lori

4 comments:

lam2181 said...

No comments? come on people! we're talking adventure of a lifetime here! we're talking two weeks of nothing but open road, beautiful scenery, sukoku and SPIT, camper breakdowns, getting rescued by 2 of New Zealand's finest, waking up on movie sets, pb&j for breakfast, lunch and dinner, relieving yourself in the great outdoors, not knowing when where the camper will end up at the end of the day. we're talking roundabouts and kilometers of highway and listening to the same mixes over and over so that all you associate with those songs is that trip! oh yea, and what bridget said.

kj @ Where my boys at? said...

this is way too exciting for me. oh, to be young and single again...
HAVE FUN!

tinsenpup said...

I say go with the excitement, even to the point of catatonia if necessary. I'm guessing the dangerous levels of excitement will one day have an inverse, so you can use all the happy (catatonic) memories to get you through.

AMAZING scenery, BTW. It really must have been an awesome experience.

mia said...

BAHHHH! I'm just reading this for the first time, looove it. quite possibly the best 2 weeks of my life!!! no but really.

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