The Phantastic VoyageCamping with the best of intentionsEven with my own pretentionsMy exterior reflectingMy interior not expectingA small yellow busSpirited us awayFrom our former mindsetsUnaware and dissuadedIt filled to capacityYou'd have to see to believeLittle did we knowBy end, we'd want no leaveI let my guard downI questioned myselfI left no signs of hatredLike semi-self-helpWe came togetherThrough bad times and goodWe'll not forget, but changeThe same with our neighborhoodsWe thought that we knewOur egos took hitsBut through fun we re-learnedwith help from 'Cookies + S**