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Audio Postcards, part two

Here is another crop of these year’s audio postcards, fresh from camp!

Molly Bennett’s Audio Postcard

Rose Holdorf’s Audio Postcard

Christine Lai’s Audio Postcard

Galen Bernard’s Audio Postcard

Audio Postcards

Our first assignment of the summer was to create an ‘audio postcard’ to a friend or family member about our five days at camp. We all shared eight recorders (and a lot of little sound clips) and created quick two minute tales of our stay in the idyllic woodlands of Oregon. Nothing was spared: the leftover coffee grinds in the sink, the ultra-excellent baked salmon that one night, obscene dinner conversations, and of course- America’s Birthday!

Kasandra’s Audio Postcard

Kira’s Audio Postcard

summer camp, NWISC-style

We all arrived so fresh faced on Tuesday, June 30th. Immediately after being teased with downtown Portland’s glories (free public transportation in ‘Fareless Square?’!! amazing incredible street carts dishing out all kinds of cuisines everywhere?) we hopped into a van and drove off into the sunset, away from the urban and to the rural and the mountainous. We all had different perceptions of what ‘camp’ was going to be: me, for example, thought it was a summer camp a la Wet Hot American Summer, everyone else thought it was camping, as in, roughing it in tents. What we got? Two luxurious summer cabin homes. The house filled with the fellowees had maybe eight or nine beds in it, wireless internet, and a full stocked kitchen. So much for roughing it.

The first five days of NWISC 2009 consisted of: co-op cooking and cleaning duties, movie-watching, classrooms outside on the grass, in the sun, two hikes (one long, one short), a crazy dog named ZuZu, The Goonies, 4th of July Fireworks, getting dropped off at a luxury hotel and assigned to interview strangers and write profiles, and plenty of get-t0-know-you-games.

In essence? So. much. fun.

A few of the 2009 Fellowees on the porch of our ‘camping’ grounds.

Resting after the first half of our seven mile hike.

Aleetha and Rose gazing up towards the watefall.