As I got to my encampment, along with EVERYONE ELSE, I dumped my baggage on the ground and kept my rolling bin near me. Then I fell to the ground from exercise fatigue. I ended up closing my eyes for a few seconds and found that the sun had moved positions when I opened them again. I was very lucky to have laid back on my baggage!
Upon waking I drank my water. I wanted something more. I'm a city girl used to flavored drinks. I was good all day. Now it was time to have a treat! I deserved it. I had definitely earned it! I got up off my pack and shook off the grass and dirt. Turning around I saw my pack. Squatting, I unzipped it and separated the mouth of the bag. I shifted around a few items without taking them out of the bag. I certainly didn't want people to see my canned foods, water and change of clothes!
I found my box of powdered fruit punch. I opened the box and took out one packet Next I took out my water bottle and uncapped it. Having ripped opened the powder mix I poured it into the water bottle and shook, shook, shook 'til done. The powder works best for up to 20 oz glasses of water. This bottle is bigger than that. I know it's watered down, I don't care. Either it's watered down and lasts longer or I put in another packet and, eventually, run out of fruit punch mix ahead of time.
That first sip of fruit punch I couldn't help myself. I chugged it down, all the while wishing it was not watered down. Then, I stopped chug-a-lugging my fast disappearing drink. The strong desire to suck it down had disappeared. I put the drink at the top of my barrel covered by another item. On second thought, maybe my backpack would be a better option. Too many people saw me place the drink in my barrel. Gotta be careful here!
