probiotic drinks, covered bridges and conestoga wagons, oh my!

Today I didn't get much walking in. It was a day full of errands and a fun road trip. It was take the teen to Wood Haven day.  You know I can not resist the allure of a Girl Scout Camp.

I met them at the Target on Cedar Crest Blvd. Angel had to pick a few things up, and it's pretty safe to leave your car there all day. Being an employee... even at a different store ... doesn't hurt either. She also bought a probiotic drink to try. In three flavors.

It was hot, so we drove to Trexler Park and tried them out in the lot. These did not have the strong vinegar smell of the local one we tried on Tuesday. The first one was the Mango Coconut. It was way too coconut for my taste. Angel ended up with this one.

Next we tried the lemon ginger. This tasted a whole lot like lemonade. At 40 calories (80 for the bottle) I could drink that instead of real lemonade.  The teen ended up with that one, drank it too fast and ended up gassy.

The last was the lime, mint coconut mojito.  That wasn't bad. It was actually the one I ended up with. All were better than the local one. With the added bonus of not smelling like vinegar.

We picked up 309 off of Hamilton Blvd, then 78, and headed to Wood Haven.  Once, when service unit camping, I hiked to the covered bridge. I decided if I was driving we were going to the bridge. Teen was totally uninterested, and I think confused. She was stressing about camp. She's had some foot issues recently and decided she wouldn't clear check in because of it. Mom and Dad had already checked with the council and got everything needed from the doctor. There was no need for drama. But she's 13. So drama is here to stay for a couple years.

She settled down about after clearing medical. And then we were off to her unit. I didn't understand "Conestoga". There is nothing called Conestoga at Wood Haven. It's new. And old. And the tents are covered Conestoga wagons. As we approached the child said "cool". Suddenly she was excited about camp again. At least until we discovered the wasps nest in her wagon.

We told the counselor "Luna" and she moved her to another unit. Then radioed that there was a wasp nest in a unit.

The teen was also bummed that there was no crate in the wagon to put her stuff in. She'll deal.

And she was excited that she found the bad of glow sticks that I had in my car to return to the dollar store. I left her have them as long as she shared with her bunk mates. When we last saw her she was playing Uno with Luna. As we walked down the road back to our car, other kids were headed to her unit.

She'll be fine. She always is. And this year, Angel didn't cry.