Wednesday, 4 August 2010

Did you pack this bag yourself

I'm the kind of person who likes to plan things well in advance. I like to know where I'm going, what time I'm going there, how much going there will cost, and where I have to go to get there. Yes, I probably am a bit of an anal bastard, but I hate the idea of not having the basics sorted before I do something; there'll always be random events and room for spontanaeity, but you don't want to be spontaneous when it comes to packing your bags or deciding where you're headed to.
A couple of days ago I read a backpacking article about travelling light, and it made the point that you're likely to travel lighter each time you head away. You never hear of someone packing heavier, but time and again you'll hear people say they're going to pack lighter this time around, and this year I'm no exception. It serves a double purpose - it makes wearing a rucksack a lot more comfortable, and it also means there's more room to bring things back with me! So with this in mind, I thought I'd do a 'what's in my bag' for my blog, here goes...

Click to expand. Sorry if the numbers are a little hard to read...
  1. A bundle of about 7 T-shirts. 2 of them are long-sleeved
  2. Union Jack. Something to put up on the walls
  3. Towel. Can't leave without a towel
  4. Rugby shirt. Home team
  5. Laundry bag. Just a simple big cloth bag with a drawstring on top. This in particular is absolutely essential for a long-term trip
  6. Scarf and leather gloves. It's August now but I'll be there over winter, so I want my favourite scarf and gloves
  7. Amenities! A jar of English mustard and a jar of Bovril, the kinds of things you can't get outside the UK
  8. Washbag, with soap, shampoo, toothpaste, toothbrush, and deoderant. I could take more but you can always pick stuff up on arrival
  9. Fleece. Yup. Just a fleece, nothing more to say about that
  10. Shemagh - a kind of arabian headscarf. They're incredibly versatile, and this one is a kind of a travel companion to me, I've taken it on every trip I've done
This isn't everything, though. I was just seeing how much the general weight of the bag would be (11kg, which is really light). I'd add to this a smart shirt and trousers, a spare pair of jeans, smart shoes, and flip flops to use as shower shoes - they're essentials but wouldn't weigh enough to make any serious difference in weight.
So that's my pack for my trip. It's pretty light, but I want to hit the ground running and just buy what I need as I go, rather than over-pack and lug the extra weight around the airport and hotel. It might seem a little trivial, but what can I say, I like to be prepared.

Monday, 2 August 2010

Ten Thousand Miles

This is an arrangement of a ballad by one of my very favourite musicians, English folk guitarist and singer Nic Jones. Nic is still with us (he's getting on a bit now) but sadly had to give up performing in the early 80's after being badly injured in a car crash. In Nic's own words: 'driving home from a booking near Manchester, I had an argument with a lorry full of bricks and I was hurt. The result: Bricks 1- Humans 0'
This kind of song/performance isn't trendy in any circles now really, though the folk revival of the 70's definitely left it's mark on popular music. I think it's a really beautiful song about leaving, and definitely worth three and a half minutes of your time.




If you're a guitarist, or indeed a musician of any discipline, you can do a lot worse than check out some of Nic's works, the man was a truly gifted arranger and composer. There are plenty of songs on youtube in you rummage around, and Nic also maintains a myspace page along with a personal website.

Friday, 30 July 2010

Step into my office

Ok, so in my last post I talked about my time working as a camp counsellor in Maine, or the work aspects of camp to be specific, and there is a lot of working at a camp. Campers need supervision; they're teenagers so it's not the close guidance younger children need, it's more a case of just keeping an eye on things, making sure nothing negative's going on. Though it's not always 'direct' work, you need to be on your toes pretty much all day, so your time off is very important.

The staff at camp were split equally into two shifts, with each shift taking alternative nights off, so everyone is 'on' in the daytime, then come dinner time one shift is 'off' until the next morning. Simple really. Naturally people want to wind down on their time off, and being out in the woods you can't just go to a bar, so there are a few places at the camp that are staff only. There's a staff cabin on-camp that has a TV, games consoles, internet access and a separate room with beds, but being in and around the other cabins, there's a strict no-alcohol policy in effect. All of the alcohol policy's at camp are very strict, with no exceptions, but I'll come back to that later. Along with the staff cabin, there is also a campsite-like zone just outside of the camp that's used for socialising. It's owned by the camp, and has a campfire and a yurt set up there; being away from the campers and cabins you can drink, smoke, and not worry about things like swearing or discussing personal things with staff.

Drinking's not the be-all and end-all, of course. I was 20 in my first year at camp, so I couldn't drink legally, and there was no chance that I'd try and flaunt that rule. At first it was a stretch. Being from the UK (and looking quite a lot older than I am) I was used to drinking as a solid part of socialising, and to take it away means you have to adapt. It opened my eyes to how much of a crutch alcohol can be - there are plenty of people I've considered friends who I've never spent time around without a pint in hand.
With children on site, every summer camp is ultra-strict when it comes to alcohol. If, for example, it was found out that you had been drinking on your night off, and you're underage, when you wake up the next morning you'll be escorted straight to the director's office, told that you're fired, and (once the campers had left the cabin to go for breakfast) you'll be escorted back to your cabin to pack your things, then put on a car and taken to Portland Airport. No screwing around, no goodbyes to your co-workers or the campers, no sign you were ever there. You vanish from camp, and the staff are told in a meeting, away from the kids. The same applies to taking alcohol onto the camp and smoking on camp - you'll be taken away from camp as soon as there is an oppurtunity to do so without causing a scene.

Being out in the woods does stop you from going to bars. But it can't really stop you from doing the essentials. You need your amenities; toothpaste, soap, shampoo; there's the need to do laundry every other week or so; and there's just having some basics like a 10 pack of cola in your cabin or getting a magazine. Though we're not near a town of any real size, there is a village about 5 or 6 miles away from the camp. There's a laundrette and a mini-mart there which covers all the basics, though not much more. Chances are you'll get to know those two stores really well over the course of the summer; the staff even expect international staff from the camp over the summer months. If you want a takeaway there are a few pizza places and a Chinese a few more miles away if you want something different for dinner than what's available at camp that night.
If you need more than the basics though then a trip to a supermarket's probably due. The nearest wal-mart is (as the crow flies) at least 20 miles away. It's a 40 minute drive each way, and considering your time off is pretty limited, planning who gets to go can turn into a pretty big deal. The wal-mart is situated right next to an outlet mall and cinema, so sometimes it's better to go on your day off rather than in the evenings.

On your full days off, you naturally want to do something engaging, and get away from the camp for a couple of hours too. Days out to the beach, to Portland in Maine, and into New Hampshire are the most popular choices usually, though there's the chance to do whatever you like really. Having our own staff minivans with the fuel costs covered, there's a pretty big are you can cover to go and visit, though it needs to be a group agreement - the minivan holds 12 people, so you need 12 people willing to go and do the same thing of course.
The camp also hire a bus and arrange a staff day to Boston, usually in the middle of the summer. It's a 3 and a half hour drive to get from where we are in Maine to Boston, but it's completely worthwhile to leave the woods and be in a major city for the day. I might be a little biased because Boston is arguably my favourite city (it's between Boston and Toronto anyway) but it's a distraction that's well worth the time.

So that's camp life. There's probably a lot that I've left out; it's a huge experience, but I'd like to think I've covered most of the major points of the experiences I've had. I'm not working at camp this summer, if I were then I probably wouldn't be able to write this, I'd be working round about now, and there is a lot of work involved. It's hard work, but it's appreciable work, it's work that's fulfilling and enjoyable, and finger's crossed I'll be going back in 2011