So I took two days of vacation from work this week to go camping with our youth group this week in Florence. Although we froze our butts off for the majority of the time, those crazy Koreans, along with my also crazy (and very white) husband still enjoyed the "man run" into the lake, hard ground to sleep on, and plenty of sand in their teeth. Armed with plenty of ramen, marshmallows, and walkin' tacos, Bryan and I, along with 16 students (ranging from 12-19) set out to prove that we could make it for 3 days and 2 nights without parents. While we did hit up the 'rents for our vans, and some transportation, we ended up alive, and that was quite an accomplishment, considering the size of the dune cliffs some of the boys were jumping off of. We did escape some of the valley's "heat wave," but I think the highlight of the trip was the dead mouse found underneath the girls' tent. No one knows how it got there, but it is my theory that someone squished it in the middle of the night.