I'm working in a frenzy to finish a presentation for tomorrow. But I still took the night off yesterday to get kidnapped and join some friends at the Milton Pirate Festival and camp outside for a night. The last time I went to a pirate-themed event, I went as a ninja! but that was apparently inappropriate here. Despite having relatively little time, we packed in a lot of fun, setting up a 15 person tent for 4 with some makeshift components, cooking veggie sausages on a propane fire, and, fatal to our sanity, getting to play with GLOW IN THE DARK CRAYOLA PAINT!
Me, glowing in the dark. Isn't it obvious?!
Also, grass sticks to paint, which I discovered when we rolled down hills and fought with glow stick swords and wands. (I had a purple star wand, go figure.) I think my favourite part might have been lying in the grass with the cool air blowing watching for shooting stars with a friend. We were surprisingly all exhausted before even very late, and retired to our tent, which was surprisingly warm and comfortable. I woke early enough to catch the sun rise, though, and go on a breakfast adventure (the quest for Starbucks coffee) before catching the Go bus back home to resume my labour of intellectual slavery.
I haven't seen enough of these given all the years I've lived
It was important to go since I've been away for a while and a couple of the friends involved won't be around very often for the next little while. I was able to share souvenirs I got from Spain and enjoy one last hurrah for the summer. (I expect there to be more last hurrahs, though!)