Bible camp
These two pictures show one of the main buildings inside the Guelph Bible Conference Centre on Waterloo Avenue in my hometown in Ontario. For a few years as a child my brothers and I attended 1-week summer "Bible Camp" there. Religion had little to do with it. It was just camp. For a long time, we were too young to understand where we were. Mom and Dad deliberately confused us by driving us there in a roundabout way - by leaving the city in one direction, then driving around in the countryside a bit before re-entering the city from a different direction and then driving to the place. After a few years we realized where we were (only a couple kilometers from home, as it turned out), and some boys actually snuck out at night to go to a convenience store at the nearby corner of two major roads. I remember the mess hall, the tuck shop, miniature golf, archery, go-carts, and most of all the arts and crafts. Today I still have and use a wastebasket I made there. Watching a quartet perform there put me on to the trumpet, which I subsequently studied (very lazily) for several years afterwards. I remember the building pictured here, because I slept in the second floor. It was the building for the big kids. It had a chilly feel and a mouldy smell like my grandmother's attic. Or, maybe that was just my ratty, old sleeping bag. Unlike cabins elsewhere on the grounds, the windows here were screened, allowing us to sleep through the sultry summer nights with open windows. But I could be misremembering.