training week: arrival.

it’s my first night in almost a year that i’m back in scheuman lodge, typing away an entry about my experiences in this awesome place.

my last few days at home were really great. they were definitely hectic with all the packing, and as today got closer, there was an unbidden sense of urgency that i felt. it was excitement and bittersweetness and anxiety all rolled into one, and it was kind of disorienting. i was obviously excited to be back at camp, to see old friends and make new ones, to be with kids and talk about Jesus and sing silly songs. but it was also really tough leaving home for another summer. a few of my really good friends will be there, and part of me wishes i could be home to be pouring into them and really developing those friendships. i’m also really going to miss mom and dad again. but at least becca’s with me this time! and even though i know what to expect on some level, i’m still nervous, because this summer’s going to be different. it’s no longer my first summer, there are going to be different kids and counselors, and anything can happen.

lots of things running through my head.

yesterday i got the chance to hang out with ale, lucas, and stephen, which was really awesome. bec and i met them all at starbucks and we took some time to just catch up, talk about how great it was not to be in middle school, and how weird it is that we’re all so much older.

that night i got together with christian, eric, and dylan to watch saving private ryan at a friend’s house. those guys (and craig, who wasn’t there) are just some of my favorite people. the more i hang out with them, the closer we get. i’ll definitely be missing them this summer.

dad and i capped the night off with a couple episodes of lost. we probably won’t be able to finish the season by the end of the summer, but that’s okay. season 4 is kind of blowing dad’s mind right now, which is fun to watch. maybe we’ll catch an episode or two during the summer.

the trip up to camp was rather eventful. bec and i used our tomtom (which we named vicky jr.), and for whatever reason in the midle of our trip it decided to reroute our directions so that we were going back home. we were literally getting back into the right interstate from a rest stop, and it told us to turn around and go in the opposite direction. we drove for a half hour before realizing that our destination was newburgh, not brookston, and turned back around.

we arrived an hour and a half later than we planned. vicky jr. did, however, redeem herself by pointing us to the only available subway in the area. so. there’s that.

as i turned onto camp’s opening stretch of road, a ton of memories came flooding back. it was like… it was like coming back to a second home. such warm, happy memories. 

i’m ready to make another full summer of them.

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5 thoughts on “training week: arrival.

  1. Alfredo says:

    Praying that God will use you all the time at Camp, man. Have a great Summer!

    • bjhough825 says:

      thanks freddy! we shall be skyping soon! it’s been great meeting all the new international counselors but it just won’t be the same without you man. miss you!

  2. Mom says:

    Hahaha… Vicky jr….. Apparently not too dependable! Glad you arrived safely. 🙂
    Keep the posts coming – love to read them!

  3. Jessica Hill says:

    it’s gonna be awesome. and it’s gonna be different. and I think you will leave astounded, as is typical Brad nature.

  4. […] were following vicky jr (my gps… i feel like i might have mentioned her fickle ways before) and got back onto the interstate, following her directions towards springhill, the camp where fall […]

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