Camping in bad weather and rain is one thing. Packing up camp in the rain to head back home is a completely different story – all except for one aspect –we managed to laugh through this experience as well as the previous storm.
We woke up to rain again on Thursday morning, the day we had been dreading all week, the day we had to leave. Like all other days, the rain was off and on, but unlike the other days, the rain didn’t eventually stop…in fact, it only got worse. So while Martin ran to get coffee at the restaurant (we couldn’t make our own due to the rain) I tried to busy myself by packing up the inside of the tent and hoping that we would get a break in the weather to take down the tent. Unfortunately for us, the break never came.
Instead of prolonging the inevitable, Martin and I set about to take down the tent in the pouring rain…or in reality, Martin took down the tent and I rotated between helping and running for cover in the car when the rain got too heavy. In the end, what could have been a 15 minute project, took a little longer.
After a hot shower we were finally in the car and at least physically ready to go home…and thankfully we were still laughing about the rain and continued laughing after realizing we had an umbrella that we could have used. Being able to laugh together was a huge testament to just how great the vacation was.
Just three days later, I was back to work in San Francisco, but my mind was still on that beach, enjoying the evening sunset with Martin.
We woke up to rain again on Thursday morning, the day we had been dreading all week, the day we had to leave. Like all other days, the rain was off and on, but unlike the other days, the rain didn’t eventually stop…in fact, it only got worse. So while Martin ran to get coffee at the restaurant (we couldn’t make our own due to the rain) I tried to busy myself by packing up the inside of the tent and hoping that we would get a break in the weather to take down the tent. Unfortunately for us, the break never came.
Instead of prolonging the inevitable, Martin and I set about to take down the tent in the pouring rain…or in reality, Martin took down the tent and I rotated between helping and running for cover in the car when the rain got too heavy. In the end, what could have been a 15 minute project, took a little longer.
After a hot shower we were finally in the car and at least physically ready to go home…and thankfully we were still laughing about the rain and continued laughing after realizing we had an umbrella that we could have used. Being able to laugh together was a huge testament to just how great the vacation was.
Just three days later, I was back to work in San Francisco, but my mind was still on that beach, enjoying the evening sunset with Martin.
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