Come Saturday morning, I will be on my way to Sears parking lot where a bus will be waiting to take mine, and another, scout troop up to Sabattis. There, I will battle with my trusted companions merit badges, the annoying younger kids, some bugs, bigger bugs, bears, bear cubs (which are so cuteeee :3), sweat, the just annoying kids, the kids who break down half way through, the kids that get annoying after being with them for a week, bad meals cooked by the most of ignorant souls, other kids who refuse to shower, more bugs, and most importantly interwebs deconnectivity. Oh great ye gasp!

But it doesn't end after a week of cruel merit badge earning as it normally should. This time instead of hopping on to that same bus a week later, and enjoying a soothing, bumpy, and soothing ride to Roy Rodgers and back home, we will be heading into town. There we will face the coveted gender known as girls for the first time in an entire week, and experience the cleansing of our clothes in the laundromat. We will refuel our tanks and return to the camp site of which we've stayed at for so long.

AHAH! But how could I stop the story there? We will then TREK in canoes. Yes we will a ground verb in a water vehicle. Impossible! one might think as they are reminded of their foolish attempt to use Dig while Surfing the back of their own Gyarados in the world of Kanto, but I say nay thou! We will use this confuzzlement of verbs to our advantage and walk across water for....... I have no clue..... 20-30 miles? In which we will actually come back home....

tl;dr version I'm epically going to Boy Scout camp/trek for 2 weeks.