Chapter Two: Monday Monday, so good to me

Good morning from Greensboro.  Yesterday in the church parking lot I was thanked by several parents for chaperoning this trip.  It got me thinking about the reasons I have been going to Passport the last four years.  I go because I want to serve, and this is something that I can do.

My children go, and this is an opportunity to be away with them (or in this case, her).

I am a single dad.  Although this is not something I have generally seen in a positive light, it affords this opportunity that I otherwise might not have.

I have a job that allows me flexibility.  Barely.

So this has been a call that I can answer, and I am grateful.

This is our first morning in Greensboro!  This is our first time in the Choices camp format.  In previous years everyone was assigned to a work group out in the community.  This years's format is a little different.  Our students had to select from ten or so opportunities for spending their afternoon time, sort of like picking a college course.  The selections involved things like service, leadership training, vocations, creative expression.  The adults are assigned to help supervise and facilitate these opportunities, and our assignments are yet to be made.  The suspense!

In addition to the camp program I have some modest personal goals for my time here.  I would like to try some local barbeque, and I would like to eat in a restaurant that has the word "Biscuit" in its name.  We shall see.