On the 28th of November I went to camp. When I got off the train I felt a breeze of hot air and I couldn't wait to get to my first activity. When I got to the flying fox I got butterflies in my tummy but I couldn't wait to do it.
It was the same for most activities, first I would have butterflies then when I started doing it I didn't want to stop.
The thing I enjoyed the most was the high ropes (I think I was meant to live up in the trees) and the thing I disliked the most was the caving because I don't like squeezing into small places. My overall experience of camp was fun and I pushed myself to do stuff I normally wouldn't do.