I just got back from five days of camping in Norfolk, England. It wasn't like most camping that I've done where we went on hikes and wondered about the woods. This was more laid back and closer to glamping (glamorous camping) than what I had done before.
The camp site was a big open field of grass surrounded by trees on one side and and a fence with another field on the other side. There were compost toilets, showers, and a sauna at the top of the field and a dome, rope swing and camp fire at the bottom. Seven homeschooled families camped out for five days there.
We were the first to arrive at the camp out of the seven other families. Once we got there, I set up my tent with my sleeping bag and mat and then started to make a fire. The weather was cold and rainy so I had to put on a jacket and a raincoat to stay warm. Soon after we arrived, two other families came; one with a gigantic tent and another with a trailer. On that first day we didn't cook anything on the fire. Instead we had brought food that didn't need cooking and ate that for dinner. Other people arrived in the two days after we did.
Every morning at 10:00, we gathered in the dome and proposed what activity we were leading that day. Some of the activities included crocheting, rounders (english baseball), and singing songs. At the camp I crocheted a bag, whittled a letter opener and made a rolling pin. It took me three days to crochet the bag which surprised me. I didn't realize that it would take that long when I started.
There was one man named Stewart who used to live on the field who came to our campsite everyday and lead the woodworking activity. He looked like a stereotypical woodsman with big bushy beard and wispy grey hair. He was very kind and tried to help everybody he could with the tools. With only a bit of his help, I made a rolling pin out of a log on the pole-aid.
There were a few other kids my age who I spent time with and many younger children from the ages of 1 to 6. I became good friends with some of them and will hopefully see them again.
The camp site was a big open field of grass surrounded by trees on one side and and a fence with another field on the other side. There were compost toilets, showers, and a sauna at the top of the field and a dome, rope swing and camp fire at the bottom. Seven homeschooled families camped out for five days there.
We were the first to arrive at the camp out of the seven other families. Once we got there, I set up my tent with my sleeping bag and mat and then started to make a fire. The weather was cold and rainy so I had to put on a jacket and a raincoat to stay warm. Soon after we arrived, two other families came; one with a gigantic tent and another with a trailer. On that first day we didn't cook anything on the fire. Instead we had brought food that didn't need cooking and ate that for dinner. Other people arrived in the two days after we did.
Every morning at 10:00, we gathered in the dome and proposed what activity we were leading that day. Some of the activities included crocheting, rounders (english baseball), and singing songs. At the camp I crocheted a bag, whittled a letter opener and made a rolling pin. It took me three days to crochet the bag which surprised me. I didn't realize that it would take that long when I started.
There was one man named Stewart who used to live on the field who came to our campsite everyday and lead the woodworking activity. He looked like a stereotypical woodsman with big bushy beard and wispy grey hair. He was very kind and tried to help everybody he could with the tools. With only a bit of his help, I made a rolling pin out of a log on the pole-aid.
There were a few other kids my age who I spent time with and many younger children from the ages of 1 to 6. I became good friends with some of them and will hopefully see them again.