I just recently stayed here (Tea Gardens) for my Y...

I just recently stayed here (Tea Gardens) for my Year 7 camp, and I was underwhelmed by the living conditions here.

The food was poorly prepared, flavourless, but thankfully substantial enough to fill us up. The burger patties were apparently made of kangaroo meat, and they were cooked well and tasted alright. The spaghetti bolognese tasted of nothing, and the spaghetti itself was very watered down. One of my friends found an entire half of an onion in her bolognese. We also got free snowcones and ice cream, which at least made my experiences with the food slightly more satisfactory. The cutlery itself was unclean.

Our school unfortunately stayed in tents, while the teachers stayed in cabins. My tent was in a decent condition, although the bunk beds were unstable and the mattresses had an uncanny resemblance to the gym mats you come across at school. The tents were ever so slightly below average in size, but my 8 friends and I managed to fit comfortably. My tent experience then took a sharp, negative turn. On our second day at camp, we received a bitter surprise: ants around most of our so called "beds". There were no ants near my own bed, however one of my friends found some ants crawling inside her sleeping bag. We also found 2 spiders and a slug in our tent. I also noticed that the boys' tents had a higher quality than our own.

Anybody reading this may have heard about Warren the Nightguard, and it is certainly true. Warren will not physically come into your room at night, however he will abruptly bang on your door and tell you to shut up if your tent is loud. He may also threaten you to stand on the teachers' porch for an hour if you are too loud.

I'll move on to activities now, which improved my overall camp experience. My instructor was Jason, and he was genuinely funny. He explained our activities well. He wouldn't force us to do all the activities either. Unfortunately, it was raining the whole time we were at camp, so everybody got extra muddy. A guy in my grade fractured his arm on the last day. I must also mention that Hayden is inconsiderate and mean according to some of my friends' encounters with him.

The worst part of camp were the bathrooms. They were in an atrocious condition, with beatles, both dead and alive, in every cubicle. Each sink was occupied by at least 2 live beatles. The toilets reeked of poo, and you could smell them from metres away. In the nearby shelter, there was a pair of striped pink underwear with blood stains on it.

Camp was not all without fun, as we had a night activity on both nights. On the first night, we had a disco, which was fine enough. It was compulsory, but half of my friends didn't want to go. I was drained of energy after the disco was over. On the second night, we had a challenge night, which was much better than the disco.

My outright favourite part of camp was leaving. It was a time of tranquility and joy. I have to say, camp taught me a lot about resisting your hunger and living with bugs. It wasn't satisfying to me. I wouldn't want to come again, and I wholeheartedly oppose putting children through the torture of uncleanliness.