So me, mom and dad went to lake. The lake was REALLY far from over here. Not Pskov-Gdov far, but seriously.
When we finally arrived, we were on a less populated (if not deserted) side and mom and dad started talking about the swing that's used to jump into water.
Then mom and I walked to the other side and our first throught was to swim.
Mom: I don't really want to swim here, it's a bit windy.
Then when we got to the shore, we found the swing and the stick that was used to draw the swing closer. I stood near the edge with one Hamlet-esque question hanging in my brain: to jump or not to jump?
Dad: C'mon!
Me: One, two, three... no. One, two, THREE. ...Okay, ONE, TWO, THREE! (splash)
However, after getting out, with wind freezing the water on me and mosquitoes making circles around me, I felt like stuff. It was cold and I had to ward the 'squitoes off.
Dad: So, how's the water?
Me: askjdhjdfgadfghaeiuhafrt
Later, when we were getting twigs for a fire to cook potatoes in:
Mom: Why won't you go into the car if you're not gonna help?
So I went into the car's back seats like a pansy, closed the door and snuggled the beach ball we took, while listening to the big mosquitos rapidly slamming into the glass. Those mosquitos had no intents of having me for dinner.
Much later...
We've got a few short flat-cut blocks of wood (5 to be exact), and dad was messing with the fire.
We also found an improvised a hand washer: a huge, plastic water tank wedged to a tree, with water inside and a part of a branch for a plug.
My mom had a very bright idea to place two blocks of wood together and place some cloth on them, forming a two-seat chair. She did the same with the other two, but the cloth was much shorter and thinner. I peeled an egg, and put some salt on it and bla bla bla.
Finally my dad took the potatoes from the now veeery weak fire, and they were charred black on the top. When peeled, there was a crispy bit in the place.
Also, I developed a way to pee in the wild when nobody's around.
You need a shovel and a sand/dirt flat. Dig a hole in the flat, pee (looks a bit gross after that, I'd say. :/), then cover it ou with the dand you dug out earlier. If someone shows up after that, make a "nothing to see here move along" face.
Dialogues I throught were worth putting here:
Me: I never knew placing 2 pieces of cloth on 4 stumps would form a table and a chair.
Me: Hey, let me fill that.
(later)
Me: HNNNNNGH
(no that wasn't a heart attack, that's me lifting this large thinger from the water)
Me: I couldn't tell if that was dad flying into the water, or a bomb of sorts.
Me: Coal, salt... I wonder if they mix.
Me: Who knew cones could burn this good?
Mom: That yellow lighter is probably out of gas. It does make large sparks through.
Mom: Okay, I think this one just completely broke. Lemme try to light it. ...EEK!
Mom: Ever ate potatoes directly from a fire?
Me: Nope?
Mom: Then you can eat them. After they're done.
