It was the summer of 89,
when my friends and I went to a summer camp in a marvelous place. It was in a
mountain with a nice weather, beautiful landscapes, wonderful colors, and a lot
of magical adventures at least for a group of 13 old years kids.
We spent an entire week
but it felt longer, and even when it was long time ago I can smell yet the scent
of callas and fresh grass, hear the sounds of crickets at midnight, I can close
my eyes and see the most wonderful starry sky I ever saw before, and I could
feel the warm from the bonfire being witness of our singing and storytelling.
The girls beat the boys
in a night game, it was fabulous especially when the boys didn´t want to play
anymore… well what can I say… Girls always rule!!!.
I celebrated my 14th
birthday and I received my first kiss from my first boyfriend, an adorable boy who
against all odds he became in my gay best friend, the godfather of my daughter
and according to my husband the only person in the entire world who can make me
take a ride in the most terrifying roller coaster.
Also, it was the year
when I started sleeping over at my crazy green eyes friend´s house. A friendship
so strong that after 6 years of being lost, it returned just like it was before.
When we were camping she always had to cook,
crying and complaining because the smoke from the grill, however she assumed
her duty with dignity, of course she had the power over the food thus it was
her choice if we starved or not.
The other member of the
gang was this skinny girl, who I met a year before the trip, she used to wear
gigantic glasses that made her look smaller, during our adventure she was always
making jokes and laughing a lot. A proof
of that were her wet pants, which by the way it was our secret, well, at least
for the first five minutes after that. Today, my dear friend is a gorgeous woman
who can maintain her glamour and style, despite the torturous boots she likes
to wear.
We didn´t made an oath
or spit our hands, neither we cut our fingers to become in blood siblings nor
any kind of common ritual among little friends. But somehow, something happened
in that trip. Whatever it was, it defined us and has kept us together even in the
distance, sharing our most significant moments and filling our minds and souls
with the most remarkable memories.
I read once that you never are going to have
friends like those you found in your childhood. I don´t know if it is true, but in my case, this
next august is going to be our birthday, twenty six years since this unique
friendship was born, and we keep collecting them ...
