Where the airplanes equal the stars.

I survived the first week of school, believe it or not. The first two days involved a three mile uphill hike.  I'm not even exaggerating when I say it was straight up.  It literally was straight uphill.  We arrived to our campsite exhausted and practically dying from heat stroke.  There was not a single tree in sight, But somehow we managed to find a bit of scrub to lay under.  It really wasn't that bad of a hike, it was just the combination of the heat and our packs that made it so bad.  The next day for breakfast we had cliff bars and apples and made our way back down the mountain.
The view from atop our mountain was amazing.  You have no idea.  We were above everything,  to the left the city lights, to the right, the city lights, straight out in front of us, the ocean, and Catalina Island.  Above us, the endless and vast stars. The sea went on and on, and on one of our breaks up the hill, one of my friends said, "I know this sounds really stupid, but the ocean is really big."
The next day, when we reached the bottom, we all went to the ocean and fell into the waves.  After laying there and swimming for a couple hours, we all shouldered our packs once again and made our way up the beach to the Shake Shack.  There we all got hamburgers and malts and appreciated civilization and ice cream.
Once the trip was over, I went home and slept for hours, waking up very sore but thinking maybe it's not so bad here after all.

First day of school-Peace out!

Grace is studying hard at home.

Excited for homeschooling!