that's right, the baker's dozen is heading off to the land of port-o-potties and bathing in rivers...and no, im not going back to arkansas.
the russian river is located a short drive from bay area and sacramento. for over a 100 years it has been the preferred getaway for these cities.
"come for the wine, river, redwoods and coast. come to relax in the grandness of nature."
..i'm going to see how 12 of my closest friends survive life outside of the city. now, i'm not necessarily claiming that i'm the top outdoor enthusiast...in fact the last time i went camping with friends it cost quite a pretty penny (let's not get into details, let's just say the security guards didn't like how rowdy 19 years olds without parents could get on a public camp ground).
this time will be different. (fingers crossed)
not only is the campground on private property, but there isn't security and we're right next to an abandoned amusement park. all we need is a talking great dane and we could solve mysteries to upbeat 60s music! ... or it's the setting for a slasher flick. eek
i've got to get to packing, i've got a few hours to recover from an allergy attack, do some quick laundry and say farewell to san francisco.
love and loyalty
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