Arrival
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Well, I am here. Mother wasn’t kidding when she said the place was rustic, and why she thinks I need this experience is beyond me. Even the town is backward. What I initially mistook for a park with skateboard ramps turned out to be some kind of crop irrigation system with wooden water chutes. By the time we arrived at this cabin, I was certainly ready for a hot shower and a nap. To my surprise, they do not even have a shower! And my room is little more than an indoor hay loft! Just a single bed, small table, and a rope strung across one side of the room for hanging clothing on! How will I ever survive this summer?
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