Shortly after our arrival, we split into our groups for the next 9 hours of exploring, hiking and field work. This is where I found out that the science center (not our teachers) doesn't allow parents to supervise their own child's group. So, after pulling many strings and spending a week arranging my 3 other children's schedules, to go on this trip with Addison, I was assigned a group of 10 children I have never met. I didn't know a single child in the group. I said a quick good-bye to Addison and off we went.
Now, I am all for hiking, trails and exploring. I enjoy it, but I like to stay on the move!!! Unfortunately, our guide was more of a sit and talk girl. Here we are on the porch of a 150 year old farmhouse. The house was very cool (think Fixer Upper)....sitting on the porch talking about it for an hour, was not!!! I wore my Fitbit and in a 4 hour hike, I had less than 3000 steps. We would walk for 10-15 minutes and then sit down in the woods to talk for 45 minutes.
It was already driving me crazy before the kids started noticing the ticks. It was seed tick season, and every time we sat down in the woods, we would be crawling with them. The guide was unconcerned and would just pass out duct tape for us to pull them off with.
Around hour 3 when I thought I couldn't get more bored, one of the girls in my group started feeling bad. She proceeds to tell me how she had fever that morning, but she took Motrin and came to school anyway. Now, 6 hours later, she is burning up with fever, miserable, 2 hours from home and in the middle of the woods. I ended up going back with her to sit in the "infirmary" for the last 2 hours. No books, no TV, no cell service. Just her and I in an empty room with a cot and a chair.
When dinner rolled around, she and I headed up to the cafeteria for "camp dinner". I did at least get to eat my sloppy joes with Addison. At this point all the kids are celebrating that they made it through the all day hike without having to go to the bathroom or laughing that they survived going behind a tree. All of us are happily guzzling water that we were too nervous to drink before and during the hike, due to the lack of facilities. We survived dinner took a few group shots, found an enormous tarantula on the way back to the bus (best part of the science center) and loaded up.
We drove about 30 minutes when 1 girls starts crying that she has to go to the bathroom NOW. The poor girl is hysterical and we are in the middle of nowhere!!! The bus driver kept an eye out and about 15 minutes later he spies a porta-potty on the side of the road in front of an abandoned gas station. He lets the teacher make the call and since the poor girl in beyond miserable she says stop. Well, then, of course SIX girls then decide they need to go. At a single porta-potty. On the side of the road. In the middle of nowhere. The potty crisis slows us down 20 minutes, but we get back on the road safely, laughing with the bus driver about how he has only had to stop for bathroom emergencies a few times in his 25 years of driving. We move along nicely for about 30 minutes and then one of the boys starts in. We are at least back in the city now with options and our bus pulls into a gas station. This time 5 boys have to go and they unload with the teacher!!!! The bus driver tells me this is the first time in his career that he has ever stopped twice for emergency bathroom trips on a field trip. It turns out all that water we drank after surviving our hikes, came back to haunt us.
The cherry on top of this field trip came the next day. I woke up itching like crazy and COVERED in chigger bites. I probably had 100 bites on me. 50 of them on my feet. I have never been so miserable and itchy in my life. Chiggers are EVIL!!! It took 3 weeks for those to clear up. Thankfully I can laugh about it now, but I promise I'm not going back in 2 years when Reagan's class goes. |