This autumn fall for moth stories as we travel across the globe for our main stages, we're excited to announce our fall lineup of storytelling shows.
From New York City to Iowa City, London, Nairobi, and so many more, the moth will be performing in a city near you.
Featuring a curation of true stories, the Moth mainstage shows feature five tellers who share beautiful, unbelievable, hilarious, and often powerful true stories on a common theme.
Each one told reveals something new about our shared connection.
To buy your tickets or find out more about our calendar, visit themoth.org mainstage.
We hope to see you soon.
Welcome to the Moth podcast.
I'm Amanda Garcia, your host for this episode.
I'm a big summer camp person.
In fact, it's safe to say I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my summer camp.
Not just because camp shaped me as a person and led me to the moth, but because if it hadn't been for camp, my mom would have never developed a crush on the cute and from what I've heard, mischievous kitchen boy, my father.
I've spent a total of twelve summers attending camp, first as a camper, then on staff, and my experience has stuck with me.
It will take me less than five minutes into any conversation to bring up summer camp.
And just this morning, I received a photo of a cam friend still in the hospital holding her newborn baby.
And my indoctrination into camp culture began long before I ever stepped onto those 700 acres in southeast Connecticut when I was eleven.
The men and women I grew up calling aunt and uncle bore no blood relation to my parents.
They were their camp friends.
My family would sing camp songs at dinner.
I knew how to build a fire at a young age, and my first summer at incarnation camp was a big deal.
So yes, I guess you could call me a summer camp net bo baby.