I don’t like swimming
I’ve never been much for swimming. I just don’t like it – and especially not in large bodies of water. They kind of freak me out.
That’s why I wasn’t too happy about it when my family decided to stop at a lake on the way home from our annual camping trip. We’d had a fantastic weekend, and I was ready to go home. Unfortunately, both my mom and dad wanted to check out a spot they’d heard was great for swimming, and since my little sister wanted to go too, I could hardly muster much objection.
We got there around midday, and it was obvious that our quick dip was going to become another night of camping. To be fair, the lake was gorgeous. The weather was ideal, and there was a picturesque mountain range just on the far shore behind which the sun would inevitably set, streaking globs of deep red paint across the summer sky. Mom and dad looked happier than I’d seen them in a long time. Who was I to try to say no to that?Continue Reading