In the month of May my mother sat down next to me on my bed in my room. “Sonnie, there’s this surf camp at the end of June… and Trish and I were wondering if you would like to go for the weekend. Do you think that would be fun?” I looked up from reading my heroine book with a look plainly saying, “Are you seriously asking me that question?” I then erupted from my calm bubble babbling, “Are you serious?! Surf camp? That would be enormous fun!!! It will be another epic adventure like when I went snowboarding with Joe!” Seeing the plain excitement on my face my mother smiled pleased with her, “So is that a yes? Because I can’t really tell.” she said teasing me. “Ugh mom I would love you forever if I got in!!” I squealed in reply as I leaped up to give her a hug. “OK ok I’ll tell Trish to send in the forms.” She then got up laughing at my reaction as I quickly picked up my cell phone to tell my best friend, Cheyenne, I would finally be able to join her at the ocean, when we would eventually get to the beach together.
The last weekend of June finally approached. I was jumping with excitement as Thursday morning came for me and my mom to pack up and leave for Cal city so that my cousin, Alyssa, my friend, Samantha, my mom, Shelia, my other older cousin, Trish, and myself, could load up Friday morning to go to LA and spend the weekend at the YMCA Surf camp. We arrived late Thursday morning and got some things gathered. My cousins, mom, and I sat down and made the plan to wake up at 6am load up at 7 and leave at 8am sharp. Although we knew we couldn’t get into the gates until 4pm we still wanted to leave space for traffic and getting lost since our trend was to do so, on every trip.
Friday morning came as I heard soft voices and crashing sounds of metal. I realized my 5’6 body had fallen asleep on the 4′ something love seat couch while my 5′ cousin got the much bigger couch. I rolled off the couch to gather clothes and change while Alyssa slowly did the same. I walked into the small kitchen to see Trish and my mom gathering water bottles and snacks for the road. I squeezed by to quickly obtain a bowl, spoon, and milk so that I may have a bowl of cold cereal to eat. The hours flew by as all five of us were soon speeding down the I-5 south towards our destination. We arrived at the camp by 2 o’clock; the camp didn’t admit people until 4pm. So Trish had the great idea to go see the border. Everyone got psyched as she explained that there’s a turn out point where you can simple pull over, get out, take some pictures, and the turn around.
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