Around camp

I walked right to our mailbox. TB1 and even dad couldn't even remember our box number!

The mail room is right next to the commissary. There was no Domo milk, and none of the magazines had black markers covering up all the exposed skin in the pictures. We did find our childhood favorite candy though, and tons of selection. There was even a gluten free section!

There's the UPM clock tower!

Here's the inside of the A'Diwan building, where we had our prom! There's carpet now, so it wouldn't make for a good dance floor anymore.