I have just experienced the perfect summer weekend. A weekend at these little cottages by the Erie Canal. There was electricity but no running water. For restroom breaks there was a small outhouse. It smelled horrid but the inside had cut up wallpaper pictures of outhouses. Despite the wretched smell it was endearing. I spent my time running and jumping, fishing and canoing, playing and laughing. What makes this so unique is that I am neither outdoorsy nor active. I usually prefer sitting in my room watching movies or reading. But this weekend was magical. I did very little sitting. I only stopped when sleeping. Which I did very little of. But my energy level was higher than is has been in years. YEARS!!! Since I have run and played. But run and play I did this weekend. I am now back home with aches and pains, cuts and bug bites, and a complete feeling of contentment. I feel such satisfaction from having enjoyed this weekend to its fullest. My recommendation to all is to run, jump, play, and laugh. And if you see a tree that looks worthy-- climb it. Climb as high as you can and don't fear a fall.