off to camp for the week. have a good feeling about this one. bag's not yet packed and it's late, but these things take care of themselves because they don't have a choice. i am armed against the camp's newsprint toilet paper with my own fluffy stuff. also prepared with brie, banana and lettuce-scarcities in the gdr. keeping chin up, friends have promised text messages and phone calls, may even get a chance to check email while i'm there...