Camilla: You, sir, should unmask.
Stranger: Indeed?
Cassilda: Indeed, it's time. We all have laid aside disguise but you.
Stranger: I wear no mask.
Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask!

The King in Yellow (Act II, Scene ii)

Regnat non regitur qui nihil nisi quod vult facit

Annual Mancamp this year included myself, darkphilodox, chordam7, redoubtable1, lordtorgrin, cyclometh, and me1451.

In summary:

It rained, though by and large we managed to stay dry.

It was cold. At one point I was wearing six layers, and still I was shivering so hard I was starting to cramp. I'm apparently not quite so spry as once I was.

Much alcohol was consumed, with some doing much more than their fair share.

Great conversation. Great food.

And cold, cold rain.

Back home, and I can't remember a better shower.