I, on the other hand, was secretly exhilarated as I enjoy nature and if the benefit of youth is on my side, qualifying me to go, I'll definitely spend many sleepless nights religiously counting the seconds till camp day! Alas! Son doesn't share the same sense of kinship for nature as much as I would like him to. However, I guess I shouldn't complain, he wasn't coerced at gunpoint to register, it was done on his own accord. I guess the thought of fun time with friends overshadows the camp venue no matter how unappealing.
Being the ever careful, forever hygienic and evermore fastidious person; packing proves to be challenging for Son. Had I not stepped in, he would have gotten away with 3 baggage for this 4 day 3 night camp. Not that Son is a greenhorn in travelling; he has always packed his own belongings for trips, albeit overpacked most times. He is overly over-zealous and gets carried away with the quantity always. His motto is 'better to be safe than sorry!'. After some haggling he managed to downsize his belongings to 1 baggage + 1 backpack for this camp though with much reluctance. Kudos!
