Log; Ongoing

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When; Monday, August 10th - Friday, August 14th
Rating; PG
Characters; Sam Witwicky not_so_smooth, Rosella primrosella, and Bumblebee bombylious
Summary; Sam, Rosella, and Bumblebee go camping for the week.

Log;Everything was ready. Sam went over his list about a million times to make sure that he had packed everything they would need. Sleeping bags, a tent, food, water, games, books, hand shovel, matches, and so on and on. He'd read 4 different books on what to bring camping just to make sure that he'd have it all.

Thankfully, Bee was going with them, otherwise he'd never get everything down to the campsite in one trip. Or probably two trips. Thankfully, his friend was able to pack and carry everything for them.

The are they were at was nice, just the beach side of the forest where they could hear the crashing of the waves and smell the trees and the ocean. It was perfect and he was glad he had planned this out as much as he had.

One thing Sam hadn't done was make sure he knew how to set up the tent before he got to the site.

"Oh come on, there is no rod that looks like that one in the picture!" he exclaimed, shaking the assembly directions.

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Tents of that variety were hardly standard fare back home in Daventry, so Rosella was fairly certain she wouldn't be very much help at all in that endeavor. Still, she'd taken a seat on a smooth rock nearby and was watching everything that Sam did with great interest. The sort of "setting up camp" she'd envisioned generally involved finding a clear patch of ground to sleep on and starting a fire to cook over, and that was all. With a cloak to sleep on and a pack for a pillow, what more could one need? So she was more than a little intrigued by all the gear that Sam had hauled along with them. And she had, of course, packed along a few items of her own, better suited to her variety of camping. But she wasn't about to point that out now.

"Could we have forgotten to bring it?" she asked tentatively, even though she couldn't fathom how they possibly could've forgotten anything. She half suspected the kitchen sink was stowed away in their pile of gear somewhere, even.