We only signed up for two camps this year, because camps are expensive and Freyja is doing some traveling and my mom is in town and it seemed like a good idea.
The camps are soccer camps and she is going with her really, super good friend.
The first one was at a Catholic school in North Portland, which seemed like a no brainer, except Portland has become a traffic nightmare, and you can't drive across town in less than an hour anymore, and once my mother got lost and was a half hour late picking up.
This camp this week was attractive, because it is at a local school, just over on 15th!
So we picked up the good friend and drove to the school with the name posted on the camp sign up, and waited.
We waited and waited and waited.
No one showed up.
At 9:46, I looked at my phone and googled the name of the school and "fields" and sure enough, there is a lone soccer field with that EXACT name, across town, in NE.
I was already moderately annoyed, because the camp never sent a confirmation, or any additional information, and that sort of lack of communication is really irritating to me.
On top of that Freyja had thrown the mother of all tantrums over putting on sunscreen, which made me want to rip out my hair.
So off we went to find this mystery soccer field.
Naturally there was no direct route, with Burnside and Sandy now being one way, and a giant delivery truck blocking Davis.
We drove and drove and finally found the place and ran to meet up with the soccer guy.
I told him what had happened and he said
"Yeah, we get that a lot."
Hmmm, perhaps a clarifying e-mail would be in order?
On the way home, I felt a twinge of guilt over getting so hot under the collar over the sunscreen, and decided to stop at Whole Foods, to buy some of the insanely overpriced juice pocket things that Freyja lives for, and I never buy, for her lunch the rest of the week.
As I pulled in a giant delivery truck pulled along side of me, blocking me, to I couldn't move, for about 15 minutes.
I went into the store and the greeter asked me. "HOW ARE YOU TODAY?" brightly.
"I feel like punching someone in the face."