well i'm heading down to a glorious thing known as campmeeting. now being from the south it is normal for a family that goes to church to pack up for a week and head to campmeeting. it wasn't until this internship that people have been completely foreign to this idea. "what is campmeeting?" one might ask...i'll give the best rundown i can of the campmeeting i attend, "indian springs holiness campmeeting." 50 weeks out of the year this small town of cabins is desolate. there is no one except weinke carlock, the groundskeeper (who does a mighty fine job). for 2 weeks, though, well over a thousand people come down to flovilla, ga to basically go to church. the best preachers come to preach, and people come to listen. this is where i lose people. i go to flovilla, ga to hear preaching. yes. but there's more. there's this strange sense of a community there. there are people i only see once a year there. we pick up right where we left off like it was just yesterday that we left. we play king of the dock in the lake. beach volleyball. ping pong (craig thinks he can beat me, but won't actually take me up on my challenge). and the best yet, my family runs the snackateria. never heard of a snackateria? that's because there is only one. we have the best hamburgers and cheeseburgers, hot dogs, nachos, fries, ice cream, and FRESH PEACH MILK SHAKES!!

so after writing this, no i cannot explain what goes on at campmeeting, but if anyone ever wants to join me at indian springs holiness campmeeting, my family has 2 cabins. you are more than welcome.