I was always a bit nervous about the Jamboree/Jimboree.  The thought of getting raped by flamingo's and eating pink stew in the wilderness scared me.  Actually, it was revealing the person that hid inside of me that held me back.  I have only met 2 people that can tolerate the PhantomJug for more than a week and that is my wife and Pascanel.  Everyone else want's to kill me (I imagine this is because I outfish/outcook/outcamp them).  And, I am a poor conversationalist.  However, when I do talk, you better listen because it's really, really important.