Two weekends ago, I had the opportunity to go camping with my college roommates. There's quite a crew of us, since a combination of seven of us lived in a house for two years. I always look forward to reunions with these girls; I leave feeling incredibly blessed, full of joy and sore from laughing too much. Also, it is a guarantee that when this group gets together there will be LOTS of hilarious and absolutely, ridiculous stories.
We headed to Pilot Mountain, NC where the forecast was 100% chance of rain for the day/night (devotion, right?!). We spent the day setting up camp, hiking and canoeing in the rain. It was such a blast and things were going smoothly; we were even bragging about how quickly we put the tent up.
We spent the rest of the evening curled up in the living room with piles of blankets and way too many sweets. We celebrated birthdays that had passed, shared stories and reminisced for hours about college and all the wonderful memories we have shared together. It was by far the best camping trip I've ever been on (maybe it was the hot shower or cozy bed) and we're already planning our next trip. This time we'll hope for better weather, but secretly pray for rain so we'll find our way to Danby cottage again.