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It's been a busy three weeks for me.

The barely having time to breathe kinda days which rush by and leave you exhilarated and happy.

I went for a camping trip recently. A five day long trip. To a place near Lonavla. The YMCA has a campsite there called Camp Lakeside.

And it is hands down, one of the most brilliant places places you could ever hope to go too.

It has rock climbing, rappelling, a 200 feet deep lake to swim in, rifle-shooting and a lot of games and fun.

Days started at 6 am and ended at 12 in the night for us counselors. Exhausting, at times frustrating days.

Would I do it again? You betcha' ass I would.

It helped me rediscover my love for the outdoors. And for that I'll be forever grateful.
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Homecooked said…
Where aer the pics babes??? And double wow....you were a counselor!
13 May 2009 at 22:10
Titaxy said…
wow...sounds like soooo much fun.

you have a lovely blog, btw.
14 May 2009 at 00:48
Gentle Whispers said…
@ Homecooked: My camera's packed up on me. And the snaps taken by others aren't good enough to match my standards. :D

But I'll try to get some.

@ Ersa: It is fun. So much so, I didn't want to come back.

And thank you so much. I hope I see more of you here.
14 May 2009 at 16:55
Moo said…
I want to go too :( Any place that's not work. :( I NEED A VACATION NOWWWW. :(
14 May 2009 at 22:41
Gentle Whispers said…
@ Moo: I sympathise. I just got back and I want another vacation. :(
15 May 2009 at 21:40
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