The Departure of the Camp Bus


This past week has been total lunacy. Between the kids home, last-minute shopping for camp, haircuts, ortho appointments and dentist appointments it has been crazy and chaotic. And, it didn’t help I got a brand new puppy last week  that I want to kill at night. But I won’t delve into that and complain because I have thrown enough pity parties for myself and you all may unsubscribe if I rant anymore.

Friday night was the toughest for me. Some people have a hard time saying goodbye at the bus, but for me it is always seems to be the night before he goes that is the hardest. It usually hits me after dinner and I can finally pull myself together by the time I go to bed.

Saturday morning we stopped at Livingston Bagel to pick up breakfast and some kind of lunch for Zach on the bus. By ‘some kind,’ I mean like a bagel with cream cheese. Not a fancy sandwich from an upscale deli that would be soggy by lunch or tuna that would make the entire bus smell for seven hours.

Zach asked me to PLEASE not cut his hair too short. I told him it would grow back in a week but he fought and fought. I thought about it and figured he would have to deal with playing sports with all of his hair– not me. So be it.

Speaking of hair…this year, camp pride has taken over the hair & nail salons! Taconic, Manitou, Wah-Nee were well represented (I am glad Zach didn’t ask for this haircut because I would have had to call the camp to deal with the sunburn issues on his scalp. He forgot to take a hat! Or really, I really forgot to pack one)

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The nail situation was CRAZY this year…. Maybe this goes on every year but being that I do not have girls, I never really paid attention much to how the tween girls prepare before camp starts. The nail art is amazing! From camp name, to camp colors, to camp bunk –I couldn’t get over it. I heard the Livingston nail salons were swamped this past week with kids but I didn’t realize this was going on. Have to say–I love it! Is nail painting an activity in the bunk? I wonder if they can have a redo mid summer??  What happens when it chips off?  Can you send up nail polish or that is as taboo as electronics? I am telling you, I have no idea!

Look how cute! I got so many pics I couldn’t fit them all but I did try to represent most camps that were submitted. Trails End, Blue Ridge (couldn’t believe the outpouring of pics for this camp), Tyler Hill, Camp Wayne, Mataponi, B’nai B’rith Beber, Starlight, Canadensis, Chen-A-Wanda, Nock A Mixon, etc.

 

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Although this is my 2nd time around, I still had no idea what to send up on the seven-hour bus ride. I thought it would be easy to send candy but my kid didn’t want any. Not kidding –no idea why. So ,I sent him music and The Mysterious Benedict Society. I can guarantee he doesn’t read one page of it all summer. I will be FLOORED if he does.

I am jealous of the people who literally roll out of bed and bring their kids to the Livingston Mall, which is about one minute from my house, to the bus drop off. I have to drive over an hour at the crack of dawn, which is fine all- in-all but this is my issue. We drive the hour which consists of me thinking about him leaving for the summer the whole ride. We get there. There is madness everywhere.

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Every parent has to talk to the bus counselor about some issue, some medicine, some whatever that needs to be handled on or after they arrive at camp. Fine. The kids run on the bus to find and save their bus seat.  After five minutes of standing around waiting for Zach to get back off the bus to say goodbye, I am praying that he will have the decency to get off and hug and kiss me. Finally it happens.

Zach gets off the bus for the final goodbyes, snapshots and hugs. I am definitely more emotional than I was last year, still trying to figure out why, but I try and hide it and tell him I am not asking for anything but a few letters.

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Okay, now  Zach is on the bus. Each parent stands on the side of the bus their kid is sitting on –waving. Waving for 20 minutes. Absolute torture. In my head I am thinking the kids should be allowed on the bus 10 minutes MAX before they depart. Not 20. I cannot tell you how gut wrenching it is standing there waiting and waiting for the bus to leave. Like just get on and go. Do not make the parents wait. It is so agonizing. I soon realize that the reason we are waiting so long is because the bus is waiting for a child.

Time out. We got a letter from camp that says PLEASE be at the buses no later than 8:30. Buses will depart at 9:00 am sharp.  It was 9:08 am. How is it that EVERY SINGLE FAMILY got there on time except ONE family? Definitely not traffic. Ten months to prepare for camp and you are 30 minutes late to the bus. Now I am going to be honest.  This is my second year sending Zach and this is the second year in a row this has happened. People get your shit together! You are torturing all of us because you had to stop at Dunkin and get coffee. It is only 9am– go after!

At 9:10 am, the missing child comes roaring in, runs on the bus and FINALLY they depart. photo 5

All of the parents are left standing in the parking lot. This is my favorite part. I hear the chatter. Where are you staying for visiting day? Did you make dinner reservations? Where are you eating? Are you renting a car? Flying? Driving? What are you going to do this summer? Trips planned? Hamptons? Europe? Colorado? Outer Banks?

I should tell you. Yes, I made a hotel reservation last year. I learned that before I even signed Zach up for camp. But beyond that — I got nothing. No dinner reservations, no day plans except seeing Zach on Saturday. My hope is to grab a lobster roll, a few beers and find a beach. The idea of making plans visiting day stresses me out.  I still don’t know a lot of parents at Cedar because we are the “newbies” and not sure what the regulars do.  Rumors are they rent boats, have clam bakes and spend their time on the lake. Pretty much what I love about Maine.

We are not going to Europe. We still have kid #2 home. I am sending Parker, kid #2, to day camp. I am going back to school for a month and I am hopefully going to improve my tennis game. Although after seven years, it hasn’t changed one bit. I am going to lose these last five lbs –if it means I skip every BBQ in town. I am going to Margate. I am sending the puppy to a two-week boot camp so I can survive. And, I am going to start this book project I have put off for 6 months!! I think the agent I have been in touch with has divorced me.

The ride back home was quiet. Parker was silent. Greg was silent. I turned on Zach’s Camp playlist I made for him this summer and went into my own funk for the long hour drive back to Livingston. I scrolled through Facebook and was in awe with my newsfeed. My entire newsfeed from top to bottom was filled with camp bus pictures. Holy Hell. I wonder if my non-Jewish friends who do not send their kids to camp have newsfeeds like this. I wonder if they think we are all a bunch of lunatics who send their kids away for 7 weeks. They must, right?

The silence in Livingston is eerie. It is such a weird feeling to drive through town and find nobody on the road when only a week ago it was complete and utter craziness.

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  1. Barbara

    “Ruth from oquago”…. I hope you follow lulu.  This piece made me think of the summers ( once i stopped going to oquago with greg/danny) when i had the honor of making sure everyone got on the bus on time in the Teaneck parking lot at the glen pointe.  …had to help the teary first time campers on the bus…and .the parents who did not always make that easier ( though i totally understood!), but in so doing got extra hugs from my boys. that one particular summer, when everyone seemed to be all set, busses ready to roll…one missing wonderful BUS counsellor!  You! Lol. 

    June 29, 2014 • 8:00 pm •
  2. Alison

    I can identify with all that you wrote . Although we r from NY we now live in Florida, and 5 years ago I insisted,  with my northeast mentality , that our daughter attend Camp. She attends Fernwood in Maine ( saw ur boy w the Cedar shirt) maybe a match , they do have socials together ! Anyway while she has flown each year but the first as an unaccompanied minor, she was basically alone in this . This year Palm beach airport had at least a dozen chaperoned flights to Mataponi, Matiaka, Tyler hill etc.. It helps to see others cuz yes my friends who are not Jewish do think I’m nuts & yes She left w green toes & white fingernails :))

    June 30, 2014 • 12:20 am •
  3. Tamara

    Perfect post. And I’m commenting from my hotel room in Prague…I’m here early because my kids were in camp earlier for counselor pre-camp…

    June 30, 2014 • 1:16 am •
  4. Kim

    OMG!  Thank you for touching on the one family late to the bus.  Our camp buses leave from Montvale, NJ.   This one family lives I believe in Ridgwood maybe 10 minutes away (if that).  Every year, this is my daughters 5th summer this one family is late and holds the bus up.   Like you said the anxiety of waving to your kid for 20 minutes while they are on the bus is insane!! ( unless like me the kids hop on the bus)    I want to tell this family that is is absolutely just selfish.  The email said 8:30 what is so hard to get your shit together.  

    Amy I hope you have an amazing summer. Keep the blogs coming they are great!! 

    June 30, 2014 • 4:13 am •
  5. Sari

    I absolutely love your post and am hysterical about the new puppy part!  This is the first summer that all three of our boys have gone to sleep away camp, and we welcomed a second puppy to our home a few weeks ago.  Its insane that I am up at 5:30 am for my puppy when my house is empty of kids!  

    June 30, 2014 • 6:30 am •
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    June 30, 2014 • 8:46 am •
  7. Norah Kartagener

    meredith…I just read your post. I live in livingston…but I am from Highland Park, IL and couldn’t believe when you were talking about the kids getting their nails done that you mentioned Beber camp. I went there for 5 years and it’s in a small town in wisconsin….Who do you know that goes there??? I don’t know a SOUL in New Jersey that has ever heard of that camp?!
    Norah

    July 2, 2014 • 4:51 pm •
  8. Anne

    Amy,
    We go through this every year, but 2 times since my kids go to different camps! We left the bus stop on Day Two straight for A Toute Heure, where we celebrated our birthdays and anniversary! Nice way to relieve the stress. 

    July 5, 2014 • 8:03 am •
  9. Sharon

    Guess what… I was that family at the Camp Cedar bus who was supposedly late!!  However, my kid was safely on the bus and Camp Cedar had forgotten to sign him in!!!  LOL!  

    July 5, 2014 • 10:43 am •
  10. Lois

    I went to camp every summer from the time I was 10 years old till I was 17. I met a nice Jewish boy from Brooklyn that last summer and married him 5 years later. We sent our 2 daughters to sleep away camp every summer when they got older and now I am looking forward to sending my 7 year old granddaughter to sleep away next year and her brother a few years down the road. Sleep away camp was the best time of our lives I remember every story you post about my camp days and the times I sent my two daughters. I have not stopped laughing !!! Keep writing.

    July 10, 2014 • 6:06 pm •
  11. Emily

    I’m a former camp counselor, and yes, nail polish is a HUGE activity for the girls, especially the 9-12 set. Not sure if there are camps that ban it, but it was very popular at my camp, and all of the girls’ counselors learned to bring it… I think I had at least 10 crazy colors with me, if not more haha. Entertainment for many a rest hour, and a lucky few boys’ counselors get to have their nails done by a laughing 9 year old for the Ugliest Counselor Contest. 🙂

    July 12, 2014 • 5:55 pm •
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