Welcome to Camp

My parents thought it would be a good idea to send me to camp for the summer. "Camp Happy Trails" was the name, and it probably isn't as "happy" as it sounds. I don't have any camping experience, so I figured "why not?"

The camp sent us a personal cab driver. I put my suitcase in the trunk and hopped in the backseat. As soon as I close the door, the cab driver drives off. 

The cab driver had an odd accent. "Do ye have enough to pay the fee?" He talks as if my parents didn't pay admissions. "No? I'll just have to make ye walk the plank then! Yar har har!"

I start to wake up as we come to a rolling stop in front of the admissions office. I get out quickly, and the cab driver sends me off with this "Welcome to "Camp" har har!" He drives off... with my suitcase still in the trunk.

I have nothing but the clothes on my back and a few dollars.