After spending several months in Pennsylvania I felt somewhat guilty that all I'd really seen were the vance expanses of green that stretched across glittering lakes and woodland forests. I needed to see more of the state and Philadelphia seemed like the perfect place to go.

Honesdale is the kind of white picket-fence neighborhood where swinging benches hang from porches and american flags flap from the beamers, so you wouldn't expect much nightlife. We did however, manage to find one lone bar with music where the residents of Honesdale were just all too interested to see who these crazy kids were.

These are just a few occasions that stick out in my mind but lord knows there were a good few more fun experiences to be had in Scranton... Scranton has played host to a whole load of crazy camp antics that I couldn't even begin to write about but I can surely say that it holds a place in every Round Lake counsellor's heart.

So I applied to Camp America and got accepted to Round Lake Camp, Pennsylvania. I think possibly the best decision I ever made right there. It was an affordable way to go and see some of the world, I worked for two months and my visa gave me an extra few months to travel afterwards.