Camping
I stayed in a cabin at Elk Neck State Park, while the girls were in the youth group camping section. Nancy Rabbitt, the genius behind the weekend, arranged the cabin for me, and I was glad not to have to pitch my own tent. I didn't sleep so well, in the cabin, however; my close friends and family will tell you that I have irrational fears in the middle of the night. While totally normal during the day, in the darkness I turn into a paranoid wimp. In the middle of the night, I began hearing noises, like someone knocking on the cabin door, then knocking on the roof, the sides of the cabin, the porch. I laid frozen in my sleeping bag, sure that some "State Park Killer" was lurking outside waiting to murder me. Instead, it turns out that I was under a walnut tree, which dropped baseball sized nuts all night. Needless to say, I lost a little sleep. But I managed to live until morning, which is the important thing!