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Murphy’s Law

Murphy’s Law

Author -  Sarah Sommerville

Me & Murphy

 

Whether you call it Murphy’s Law or Sod’s Law, either way, when I think about my time with Camp America there’s no better way to describe it; that “if something can go wrong, it will” and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

 

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My journey started five years ago as a young 23-year-old, recent University graduate, working full time and realising that being an adult was harder than it looked. A friend convinced me to look into Camp America. I’d never left New Zealand, didn’t own a passport and the thought of going anywhere on my own scared me senseless. After a little convincing by my parents, I applied and was accepted into a camp just outside San Francisco.

 

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June was suddenly upon me, there I stood with tears in my eyes waving a final goodbye to my family as I headed for security. Ok, that’s a lie, I ran back once, maybe twice for one more hug, then I made my way to security. Final checks were done, bags checked, passport in hand, my travel documents all tucked safely into my new pink travel wallet. I was off.

I’d been at camp a few weeks and July 4th was fast approaching. With great excitement the very few of us who had that day off from camp began planning our first independence day, a day exploring the city followed by the official fireworks display, we were set. The day arrived and train delays aside, little did I know, we were off and really excited to be back out in the real world. 

It was as we approached the city that I started to feel a tightening in my chest, and as many asthmatics will know it’s never a fun feeling; using my inhalers I shrugged it off and we continued on. We’d been in the city a couple of hours and the pressure wasn’t lessening, so I decided to make my way back to camp, just to be safe. 

Upon arriving at camp my symptoms worsened, thankfully the first person I encountered was our camp nurse, who immediately sat me down and began assessing me. Needless to say my first experience of a 4th July independence day will always be memorable for my stay in the local ER, I’m sad to report there was no McDreamy or McSteamy.

 

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My next experience with good old Murphy was when we left camp and travelled to Florida. Two weeks of sun, sand, scenery and great friends, what could possibly go wrong? A lot apparently... 

After a week in Sarasota, we hired a car and made our way to the Keys for one of the biggest festivals of the year. Turns out the drive was longer than we thought. We arrived too late, locked the keys in the car and after waiting for assistance we had to try and find a hotel for the night. As none of us had thought that far ahead, we thought we’d just find one when we got there… Yes, I can imagine your head shake and eye roll already, but we were young and a little impulsive and not the best at planning. 

In the end we drove another 3 hours to find a hotel room for the night then continued onto Miami for a week, where I learnt just how little thought I’d put into my budget. I didn’t really consider the true prices of all the meals, travel and accommodation costs on top of exploring the city. 

Needless to say after five days I ran out of money and ended up contacting Camp America and used my emergency credit card to arrange a flight to San Francisco ASAP as well as moving my flight from San Francisco to Auckland to return home earlier. Safe to say my first Camp America experience really highlighted the importance of medical insurance, travel insurance and most importantly, that person who sat on the other end of the Camp America helpline. 

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Over the years Murphy and I have met up a few more times. My second year after an amazing TopDeck tour, I spent a few final days in New York before heading back to San Francisco and home. The day I was leaving and about to board the airport shuttle, the building next to my hostel was raided by NYPD for a drug search and I had to submit to a search before I could board my shuttle. A missed flight and frantic message to Camp America and I was on a later flight back to San Francisco. 

 

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Murphy and I decided to really spend some time together the following year, when I planned my ultimate holiday.

After Camp America, I flew to Las Vegas, planned a helicopter tour and breakfast on the Grand Canyon floor, followed by a week in Hawaii. By now I’m sure you know where this is heading; for the first time in months, on the day I booked to fly out to the Grand Canyon, it rained. Luckily, we still went but we had less time on the ground and the silver lining; we got to take a longer flight to avoid the high winds on the way back. After arriving in Hawaii, I learnt there were TWO hurricanes barrelling down on the island, and all my booked activities were cancelled. Thankfully they were able to get me on the final tour out to Pearl Harbour, and our hotel concierge organised some fun local experiences for us to enjoy instead.

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I am happy to report that over time Murphy and I are spending less and less time together.

I recently returned from my fifth trip with Camp America and followed it with a month of travel around Europe and the UK, and am happy to say besides some rain and my inability to read a map, I had nothing go wrong. Often when I tell this story people look at me and shake their head thinking I’ve had a horrible time, but the truth is, I’d change nothing about my trips. After my trip to the ER, I learnt the importance of medical insurance. Miami and the Florida Keys gave me life long memories, funny car stories with my camp friends and the importance of having a plan B. 

In New York, I learnt that packing your bag properly, even on your final day is a must do, to save your underwear springing out onto the side walk, should you ever have to submit to a random search by the NYPD. Finally, in the Grand Canyon and Hawaii I learnt the kindness of people and what to do should an emergency evacuation happen.


camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-1.jpg

My trips have never been typical, but they are mine and I wouldn’t change them for the world. I still love to travel and explore but now I brace myself ready to experience a one of a kind, nothing can compare, once in a life time trip!

 

Sarah Sommerville is a brand manager from Auckland, NZ.  She going on her 10th summer in a row since she first decided to #skipNZwinter with Camp America!  

Murphy’s Law

Whether you call it Murphy’s Law or Sod’s Law, either way, when I think about my time with Camp America there’s no better way to describe it; that “if something can go wrong, it will” and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Me & Murphy

 

Whether you call it Murphy’s Law or Sod’s Law, either way, when I think about my time with Camp America there’s no better way to describe it; that “if something can go wrong, it will” and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

 

camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-7.jpg

 

My journey started five years ago as a young 23-year-old, recent University graduate, working full time and realising that being an adult was harder than it looked. A friend convinced me to look into Camp America. I’d never left New Zealand, didn’t own a passport and the thought of going anywhere on my own scared me senseless. After a little convincing by my parents, I applied and was accepted into a camp just outside San Francisco.

 

camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-6.jpg

June was suddenly upon me, there I stood with tears in my eyes waving a final goodbye to my family as I headed for security. Ok, that’s a lie, I ran back once, maybe twice for one more hug, then I made my way to security. Final checks were done, bags checked, passport in hand, my travel documents all tucked safely into my new pink travel wallet. I was off.

I’d been at camp a few weeks and July 4th was fast approaching. With great excitement the very few of us who had that day off from camp began planning our first independence day, a day exploring the city followed by the official fireworks display, we were set. The day arrived and train delays aside, little did I know, we were off and really excited to be back out in the real world. 

It was as we approached the city that I started to feel a tightening in my chest, and as many asthmatics will know it’s never a fun feeling; using my inhalers I shrugged it off and we continued on. We’d been in the city a couple of hours and the pressure wasn’t lessening, so I decided to make my way back to camp, just to be safe. 

Upon arriving at camp my symptoms worsened, thankfully the first person I encountered was our camp nurse, who immediately sat me down and began assessing me. Needless to say my first experience of a 4th July independence day will always be memorable for my stay in the local ER, I’m sad to report there was no McDreamy or McSteamy.

 

camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-5.jpg

My next experience with good old Murphy was when we left camp and travelled to Florida. Two weeks of sun, sand, scenery and great friends, what could possibly go wrong? A lot apparently... 

After a week in Sarasota, we hired a car and made our way to the Keys for one of the biggest festivals of the year. Turns out the drive was longer than we thought. We arrived too late, locked the keys in the car and after waiting for assistance we had to try and find a hotel for the night. As none of us had thought that far ahead, we thought we’d just find one when we got there… Yes, I can imagine your head shake and eye roll already, but we were young and a little impulsive and not the best at planning. 

In the end we drove another 3 hours to find a hotel room for the night then continued onto Miami for a week, where I learnt just how little thought I’d put into my budget. I didn’t really consider the true prices of all the meals, travel and accommodation costs on top of exploring the city. 

Needless to say after five days I ran out of money and ended up contacting Camp America and used my emergency credit card to arrange a flight to San Francisco ASAP as well as moving my flight from San Francisco to Auckland to return home earlier. Safe to say my first Camp America experience really highlighted the importance of medical insurance, travel insurance and most importantly, that person who sat on the other end of the Camp America helpline. 

camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-4.jpg

Over the years Murphy and I have met up a few more times. My second year after an amazing TopDeck tour, I spent a few final days in New York before heading back to San Francisco and home. The day I was leaving and about to board the airport shuttle, the building next to my hostel was raided by NYPD for a drug search and I had to submit to a search before I could board my shuttle. A missed flight and frantic message to Camp America and I was on a later flight back to San Francisco. 

 

camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-3.jpg

Murphy and I decided to really spend some time together the following year, when I planned my ultimate holiday.

After Camp America, I flew to Las Vegas, planned a helicopter tour and breakfast on the Grand Canyon floor, followed by a week in Hawaii. By now I’m sure you know where this is heading; for the first time in months, on the day I booked to fly out to the Grand Canyon, it rained. Luckily, we still went but we had less time on the ground and the silver lining; we got to take a longer flight to avoid the high winds on the way back. After arriving in Hawaii, I learnt there were TWO hurricanes barrelling down on the island, and all my booked activities were cancelled. Thankfully they were able to get me on the final tour out to Pearl Harbour, and our hotel concierge organised some fun local experiences for us to enjoy instead.

camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-2.jpg

 

I am happy to report that over time Murphy and I are spending less and less time together.

I recently returned from my fifth trip with Camp America and followed it with a month of travel around Europe and the UK, and am happy to say besides some rain and my inability to read a map, I had nothing go wrong. Often when I tell this story people look at me and shake their head thinking I’ve had a horrible time, but the truth is, I’d change nothing about my trips. After my trip to the ER, I learnt the importance of medical insurance. Miami and the Florida Keys gave me life long memories, funny car stories with my camp friends and the importance of having a plan B. 

In New York, I learnt that packing your bag properly, even on your final day is a must do, to save your underwear springing out onto the side walk, should you ever have to submit to a random search by the NYPD. Finally, in the Grand Canyon and Hawaii I learnt the kindness of people and what to do should an emergency evacuation happen.


camp-america-the-blog-murphys-law-1.jpg

My trips have never been typical, but they are mine and I wouldn’t change them for the world. I still love to travel and explore but now I brace myself ready to experience a one of a kind, nothing can compare, once in a life time trip!

 

Sarah Sommerville is a brand manager from Auckland, NZ.  She going on her 10th summer in a row since she first decided to #skipNZwinter with Camp America!  
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