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My childhood summers at the wooden cabins in the forest with my family and other people on vacation. The smell of burning wood at the fireplace, pines, warmth, and mystique of nature, ponds... Ah, I love it.
My camp went on a two-day overnight trip in a motel and my friend fell out of her chair at lunch and the other people who weren't there with the camp gasped. She got up and was like, "I'm ok!" and they all started clapping.