Camping

I was surprised how calm I was.

This past weekend, we went up to the cabin for the first time this year.  We were so looking forward to a quiet weekend in the woods.  But before we got to the cabin, we stopped by Walmart.  Walmart is this giant superstore that I both hate and love.  I hate it because it is such a tasteless store, a slightly upgrade warehouse (instead of concrete floor, it is  linoleum), but I can get all the essential stuffs with the fraction of the price that I pay in Manhattan.  I hope that there will never be a Walmart in Manhattan.  This city does not need to look like any other cities in America.

I digressed, but we also bought dinner, rotisserie chicken (it is scary to eat a rotisserie chicken that only costed me $4.75, what kind of chicken is this anyway?) and bread.  By the time we reached the driveway of our property, it was pouring rain.  Our steep driveway was washed away, i.e. we had to hike up to the cabin which was not a problem when there was no infant involved.  I had Ev in baby bjorn in the front with a backpack for baby stuffs and  carried an umbrella.  Leo had the dinner, baby's dirty laundry (we sometimes do laundry in our cabin) and our dog, Tres.  That 500 feet steep driveway to the cabin felt like climbing Mt. Everest (fine, not quite, not even close).

We got to the cabin, turned on the heat, it worked. But the water pipe was busted.  Are you kidding me?  No water now?  I almost fainted.  It was 3 p.m., Leo said that he would go to the hardware stores to find a repair kit.  Just shoot me now.  It took him 3 hours to come back to the cabin ( remember we are in the country,  no matter where you go, it is 30 minutes minimum drive) and of course, he has to go to 3 stores to find the right parts. God, I love Manhattan.  Everything is within 10 minutes (maybe with cabs).

It turned out okay (sort of) after using an emergency tape wrapped around the broken pipe.  The water still leaked so we had to control the water flow by shutting off the water and turned it on when we absolutely needed to use the water such as bathroom time, brushing teeth, washing hands (that's all! doesn't that feel like camping, also, no hot water).   I told myself that this was luxury camping except without the tent.  We opened a bottle of wine, had the chicken and bread on the paper plates, sat on the sofa and listened to the rain.  The next day, the sun came out and it was beautiful.

Fine, I lied, I was not so clam while Leo went to the hardware stores.  I frantically called my BFF twenty times and gave up.  I could not reach Leo either.  What do you expect, no cell service on his end.  Can you hear me now?  No.  But eventually, Leo came back and my BFF called.