Thursday, March 4, 2010
I am leaving for my first hut trip in a few minutes.
What is a hut trip you ask? Well, from what I understand it is the winter equivalent of car camping, with less driving and a lot more snow. You pack all your gear and food -- everything you need for 2 nights in this case -- in a big ole pack and hike up to the top of a mountain where your hut awaits you. After that I'm not really sure what happens.
I do know that there's no cell phone service, Internet access or other signs of civilization once I arrive. It's like forced relaxation. I have also been assured that there are NO CRYING BABIES at, or anywhere near, the hut.
I will say that again. No. Crying. Babies.
Sure, I have to hike up a mountain with a 30lb pack on my back and be willing to wear the same clothes for 48 hours without showering, but that all seems like a very small price to pay for 2 GLORIOUS, PEACEFUL, QUIET days all to myself.
The twins will celebrate their 14-month old "birthday" on Saturday and I will celebrate my first time away from both the husband and the children in as much time.
Again ... Hallelujah!
I will be back on the blog bright and early Monday morning. Have a great weekend everyone!