Everyone came with some expectation. And every single person I met at the camp had an experience beyond their imagination. The 5 days were that wonderful.
People, energy, creativity, crisp cold air, reflections of sunlight on the lake, food, fireplace in the evening, smell of smoke and pine needles, endless chatters, tears, laughter. Above all, amazing new friends.
The moment my shuttle-mate and I arrived at the site, Elizabeth and Jen and all the other people welcomed us wholeheartedly. Lily, my shuttle buddy, was truly sweet and took extra care that I settled in cozily. My cabin mates, Caryn and Shelly, were both so wonderful and we became great friends.
When you grow older and when all your friends got married, and especially if you work for a very conservative financial institution, you don’t get enough doze of female companionship. Come to think of it, for most of my life since highschool, I had been in predominantly masculine environments. I didn’t know until now that being surrounded by all-energetic and creative female souls is that refreshing and can restore your soul.
Our cabin was small, cozy and old. There were paintings on the wall, jigsaw puzzles, and diaries, left by people who stayed there before us. I spent one evening reading the diary entries in front of the fireplace. Because my roommate was from New Hampshire, she brought a whole lot of things from her home, including this beautiful bouquet from her garden.
Most of the cabins are facing the lake. There is a small pier in front of each cabin. In the evening, people, one by one, come down to the lakeside, and spent truly relaxing and tranquil time, often with a drink in hand, sharing their life stories in calm voice.
Apart from the mental restoration, all of us were well-fed (with someone else cooking for us 3 times a day!), better exercised (had to walk 10 min. one way to get to the cafeteria where we can eat), our creativity thoroughly kindled, and we were satisfied by chatting so much from the moment we woke up till the moment we fell asleep.
Many people wrote and said that you cannot explain the Squam experience to anyone who wasn’t there. I fully agree. So we just have to go back there to talk about it. Now I am debating myself whether I should attend next June session, or possibly September one to meet my friends again.
On the last note, I was the only one of the 3 Asian-looking people, and I was the one who came the furthest way. Everyone treated me so kindly. Thank you, all of you, I enjoyed the every moment of your company.