[at-l] my impressions of PA Ruck 2008

[Amy Skowronek]

Arriving Friday:  10 people in kitchen having a good time.  I see  
many people I know and get hugs.
Later:  Beautiful stars.  Sitting around a campfire in the dark.   
More hugs.  Tricks shows me something beautiful.  (In the fire, you  
perverts.)

Saturday:  Breakfast, cooked by saints who got up early.  More hugs.   
Coffee.  Hiking, then a mad scramble to get lunch ready.  Felix and I  
do dishes until our hands fall off.  (If anybody finds them, I'd like  
mine back.)  Mad scramble to fry many turkeys.  I watch naked turkeys  
do inappropriate things in the hands of Stonewall.  A cute dog gets  
scritchies.  100 people manage to fit in a small room for tuckerizing  
and thruhiker discussion.  Marsha lets me be first in line for dinner  
on account of how I'm now handless.  Felix starts doing dishes  
again.  I look at him in horror, then sigh and pick up a dishrag  
again (with my stumps.)  Later, more campfire.  This time Matthewski  
has set out a beautiful arrangement of candles in the woods.  Me and  
my stumps are tired so we go to bed early.

Sunday:  I wake up and eat breakfast while wearing my champagne  
jammies.  I suddenly remember I was supposed to take pictures of the  
ruck to show my SO.  I finally get a picture of the dog while  
attempting to take a picture of me and 1 Pint together.  After last  
hugs, Delee and I get in the car and once again manage to get lost  
leaving the Ruck.  (I have never yet taken the same way home as the  
way I took there.)  We settle all the world's major problems in  
conversation on the way home.  Back in Maryland, I greet my ecstatic  
low-rider dog and then take a nap.

I had a wonderful weekend.  You guys are the best bunch of people in  
the world.  :) I laughed so much that Monday morning my tummy muscles  
were sore.

-amy