So, we're driving up to the Poconos to spend Shabbos at a boy's high school retreat, where Uncle Rant donates lots of his time and energy. For those of you who don't know, road signs in Pennsylvania were put up by drunken Irishmen on St. Patrick's day, after they drink up all the beverages in their local tavern. Wish I had remembered that when I decided we didn't need to take the GPS.
After several detous, we got to our destination, Camp Dora Golding, 15 minutes before Mincha, 50 minutes before licht bentshing. (Early Shabbos, we didn't cut it that close!) As you can imagine, Uncle Rant was not in a good mood. He hates getting lost.
Our accomodations were lovely. A three bedroom bungalow, five beds, with kitchenette, living room, full bathroom and most importantly, air conditioning. Only one thing was missing.
Linen. Last retreat we went to, the Rabbeim were all told to bring linen, but board members were not. They supplied us with everything.
But not this time. Five beds, bare mattresses. No time to run out before Shabbos to get linen.
What would you do???
(For those of you who know what we did, no giving away the answers, please!!)
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Hard to imagine, someone who does not like getting lost.
We were sent to a hotel for Shabbos as a gift, in the spring. The room had a broken window, and no heat. We were able to switch rooms, but that was not an option here. Wal-Mart?
Wal-Mart was 20 minutes away, assuming we didn't get lost. Given those roads, I'm guessing we would have gotten lost. (Yeah. Me getting lost. It happens. Especially in Pennsylvania.)
40 minutes driving, best case scenario, plus getting the stuff we need AND dealing with Wal-Mart lines.
Not enough time before Shabbos. Guess again.
Well Ami probably didn't sleep, and I'm sure some of the kids were happy to donate their stuff...
Ami slept a little.
Very little. Why sleep if you can play basketball at 3:30 AM?
Ask the boys for their stuff??? Gross. Even without y3k. Though would have been a good idea. Betting some of them didn't sleep at all.
Try again.
Oops, that first one was Aunt A.
Pennsylvania? You were in PA and you didn't swing another 2 hours over to Philly? Shame on you :)
DG: What and get even more lost??
Whoever put up the road signs in your state was a sadist, plain and simple.
Besides, shall I point out that you're in my state all the time and you haven't been by to visit in a while?
I'd like to point out that Pennsylvania is technically a Commonwealth, not a state.
Y'know, in case anyone cares.
Y@K: You really are your father's son...
Y2K: Your father says he is VERY proud of you, and that now you are ready to get married and raise another generation. Of course, now I have my doubts...
By the way, Uncle A suggests tablecloths would have worked.
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