Leave the Boating to Jean Valjean
Every normal gal dreams of going to a summer camp in Maine and doing two things: Falling in love with a boy who is taken by your amazing and unexpected archery skills, and cruisin around the lake in a sweet rowboat.
Thus, it’s no surprise that you’re overcome with excitement when, at the age of 26, you find yourself at a cabin in moose country with a tin rowboat at your disposal.
But what you don’t understand is that this rowboat is from the Depression and weighs approximately 400 pounds and is impossible to actually row. After 45 minutes of fruitless oar work, you will get out of the rowboat and attempt to pull everyone to shore with the rope slung over your shoulder like a Viking slave.
You will nearly drown and the entire scene will unfold like the opening of Les Mis.