Now that I've seen most things fit into the two duffel bags, I feel a little better. Although yesterday I had a freak out moment when I spoke with Catalina Express regarding the 70 lb. weight restriction, assuming our cooler would weigh more, I asked if we just pay extra - that is the American way isn't it? Well, it may be American but it's not Catalinan. They are very strict about the baggage policy. Quick remedy, a few of the group are bringing empty coolers, whew!
It's funny how even though we have a well organized list of what everyone is bringing, thanks to Allison, there are still the texts, phone calls and e-mails about paper towels, scissors, plates and dish soap. Notice how we all know who's bringing beer, wine, vodka and tequila.
I am looking forward to settling in to our campsite, pitch the tent so to speak and then - - relax. Swim, nap, kayak, eat drink and be merry. I'm hoping to have that slowed down sense of time where you have no idea what time it is and don't care - when you're just guided by internal primal urges that tell you, 'hungry now', 'sleep now' - and we can act upon it in that moment.
This may all turn out to be enjoyable afterall . . . and if not, then the cats have a $45 dollar toy.