Our original plan for the weekend was to head north to Waukegan on Thursday, cruise on to Milwaukee on Friday, hang out at Summerfest for the weekend, then head back to Chicago by the 4th of July. We waited all day Thursday in Belmont Harbor for the wind to subside…and all day Friday…and by Saturday, decided we weren’t going anywhere; instead, we spent our vacation right here in Belmont Harbor.
Good thing there’s plenty to do: with our neighbors aboard the Harbor Dog, we went running, shot arrows at the archery range, played doubles tennis, went for bike rides, had craft time (otherwise known as varnishing and canvas-making), and essentially spent a week at summer camp.
When you’re an adult at summer camp, you get to stay up as late as you want, sleep as late as you want, and there’s no camp counselor to boss you around.
Half an hour late for tennis? Eh, who cares? Don’t feel like going swimming today? Take a nap instead.
Dear Mom, Camp was great this year. We made neat friends. Can’t wait to come back next year.
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I love Belmont summer camp! What a fun time. Speaking of things I love- your backpack. THANK YOU. It has lots of great stories to tell you. Oh, the places it's been.
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