I'm not a camper. I like indoor plumbing and my adjustable tempurpedic bed and wifi. But when my daughter and I were invited to go to a mother-daughter weekend at a girls' camp, I agreed to go. After all, just because I don't like camping doesn't mean she won't like it. The good news was that the camp's cabins were air conditioned and had indoor plumbing. The bad news was that our little party was assigned to a wagon (which did have AC) but which was a bit of a walk to the restroom. Of course, Princess Galen thought the wagons were the best thing ever. She also thought the best thing ever was our first activity bright and early Saturday morning: climbing wall. Yes, she wanted me to climb a 40-foot wall at 9 in the morning after sleeping on a bunk bed. Here we are suited up in our harnesses. Did I climb to the top? Um, no. I had to save my strength for the day (and night) ahead. Princess Galen climbed to the top. Twice. This was the second time. She
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