Camp is cool not much compared to military basic training.  Food is alright but I miss the crab legs, and pizza and hamburger of the chow hall in Afghanistan.

 

The people here are a bit charismatic but I’m OK with it as long as they are scriptural about what they do. 

 

The only real fun I think I’m having is being the alarm clock in the morning for everyone with the flute.  Go figure, didn’t think that was going to happen.  Well all is well and I’m not liking typing on this Mac computer.