So the thought that i had in my head about what a bonfire was going to be like was a little bit different from what actually happened. I had never been to one before and i thought that they would have a HUGE fire going and some games and stuff. I thought that it would be easy to find this place too! On the way out there we got lost because the exit that we were looking for was the wrong one. So we ended up needing to back track a ways. We finally got on the right road and found the proximity of the designed location. We parked and got out walking along the wet, dark, brown sugar sand; finding its way under our feet and creeping into our shoes, squishing between our toes. We stumbled around hand in hand trying to find the group. We walked from one side to the other, intertwining ourselves in between the different fires, looking for familiar faces. We walked to the edge of the designated area for fires and decided to find a bathroom. We then called a friend to find out where the group was. She wasn't even there yet so we decided just to go stand on the beach. The wind was blowing cool moistness onto our backs and into our hair. It felt like a misty shower soaking my clothes and everything not blocked from it. After a while, the group we were suspicious about grew bigger and bigger. More and more people looking to be around our age came in. Laughing and talking. My butt pocket started vibrating lightly so i grabbed the pocket cover and lifted it to answer the vibration. The voice coming from my phone was saying that the group of impossible size blocking the fire view was our group. We knew which group just cause we were on the other side of it as the lady on the phone. We met up and exchanged hand shakes, introducing each others dates. Then we mingled in with the rest of the gatherers and my hand was lifted to shoulder height and we started dancing slightly, rotating around, taking turns blocking the flying mist. The night ended with me smelling like a camp fire and moist with the brown sugar coating of the sand, on my feet. We walked to the car and made our way home. That is how our bonfire was. I enjoyed the entire night, with the outcome being a little different from what my expectations where.
Issue 3 8-17-08
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