A general outline of a day at the Woods (as written through a blinding fog of fatigue):

* Wake up (with difficulty). * Feeble attempt at personal hygiene. * Eat (while trying to communicate with others through mono-syllabic grunts). * Classes with staff (professional musicians with incredible talents and insights) in your personal area of endeavor. These last all week. * Eat again. (Language capabilities have improved slightly.) * Schlep tables. * Community time: excellent gathering of entire camp to sing, discuss, and laugh about various topics. Redefines 'group hug'. * Schlep tables. * Workshops (similar to classes, but normally a one-time event). Topics are quite eclectic. All are incredibly interesting, and are often accompanied by much laughter and frivolity. * Free time (swimming, canoeing, practicing, jamming, sleeping, first approaches to beer fridge) * Dinner. * Schlep tables. * Camper's performances; a chance for campers to strut their stuff for others. (Note to future hosts: You will have to endure massive amounts of abuse if you attempt to bring just a LITTLE BIT OF JOY to the lives of others through quality humour and interesting points of information.) * Staff performances (always excellent). * Dancing. (Disco has been replaced by the square and step varieties.) * Song circle and jamming (The remaining zombies at 2AM make the best music). * Raiding of kitchen (eating from vats of peanut butter with your hands). * Token amount of sleep. * The cycle is repeated.

I can't wait until next year!!!