Packing up, Moving on
Last year at this time I was … two years ago, three?
Packing up and moving on has been my way for many years, lifetimes. The last three years have been particularly transitory, even for a self-labeled Gypsy Rogue Scholar.
Presently, I’m packing up to head over to Bunkhouse X at CAMP MAGIC MACGUFFIN. To prepare for the trip I found my pack and realized that I hadn’t unpacked from my recent adventure to Burlington, VT for the M. Ed. graduation of my dear friend mae.
Having a pack that’s still packed is a dirty-sock-stale-half-eaten-snack-ridden reminder that I’m in constant motion. Searching. Not yet finding.
Maybe I’ll find what I’m looking for in Bunkhouse X. Most likely, I will enjoy a few campfires, friendly riots, panty raids, and sing-a-longs, and then I will move on. Searching.
Next year this time I will be … in two years, three?
THE ESSENTIALS (ABBREVIATED PACKING LIST)
- boots
- journal and a dozen Very Fine Point Sharpies
- red pants
- sunglasses
- ENIAC
- flask
- sarape
- passport
- cash
- tambourine
Hope your search brings you to Bunkhouse 3. We could use a tambourine player.
The image is stunning. Thought it was a painting at first with all of those rich textures. How did you do that?
You set the bar for essential packing. Come shake that tambourine in Bunk X!
I hope the first stop at Camp is casa bava. Waiting patiently.
I already left a comment but somehow in my semi-awake state managed to mangle it. [Apologies if you get this twice]
I’m so glad you have time this summer to visit Camp MacGuffin. You are a beautiful addition to Bunkhouse X; there will be much revelry, I am sure!
I might sneak a canoe across the lake for a couple nights to visit you.
As for your packed gear- inspirational. It’s a pleasure watching you traverse the world in search of adventure.