Not everybody has a dignitary visit their campsite, so when Arnold Schwarzenegger, Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Molly Ringwald and I were sitting around the campfire swapping spit and you-know-who showed up, I was astounded.
Not only did he stay long enough to make Smores, but threw a ghost story into the equation as well. And quite a ghost story it was! Replete with multiple be-headings and a lone figure on a rural road in the fog of an October night, out for vengeance.
Needless to say, we had a great, if sleepless, night because nobody ever sleeps on a camping trip until they return home.
In the morning, as the sun burned off the morning dew, Arnold made breakfast. I had eggs.
