The Camping Trip That Wasn't

Well the gang came up with this idea that a camping trip was necessary to ease the rigors of a tough work week, and promote a healthy bonding experience . The plan was to go to Chicot State Park in Ville Platte and rent a cabin for a night. Let it be known that I had my reservations. Due to the fact that we all had to work during Spring Break, the weekend would have to suffice. However, the park has a policy which states that if you want to book a cabin for only one night you must show up the day of. The crew finally broke me down and I decided to go in the first group to reserve the cabin. There seemed to be a good sign from the beginning; birds were chirping, the sounds of Lifehouse and Nickelback cut through the air, and best of all, I was't driving. Upon leaving a McDonald's in Port Allen, to feed "the beard" (you know who you are), we received the blessing from three Nuns. As the first video shows, all went well on the way up. It was a nice and peaceful ride, thanks to our wonderful woman behind the wheel. Shiggidy provided a few nice anecdotes of his times spent in the backwoods of Louisiana. Being that I am somewhat of a city boy, I found some of these stories to be somewhat foreign and rustic. However, all in all, the ride served to ease my nervousness of the overnight stay that was ahead. When we arrived we soon found out that camping was one thing we would not be doing on this Louisiana Saturday night.