I
always hated camping as a kid, and I still hate it as an adult.
That one night in the woods was enough to remind me of all of the
times that I spent in the backyard, or at campgrounds, or in random woodsy
areas when I was little. It gave me a renewed appreciation for all things electric, for
central heating and air, for microwave ovens, for showers with unlimited
supplies of hot water. Just
one day is all it took, really. But
though I could appreciate those things even more, I also began to see a
new side to the world that I had previously all but ignored, and that
was what happened once you turned off all the lights and got away from
all of the noise of the city, and you were surrounded by the big
emptiness of nature with some friends, huddled around a campfire.
"Wish I bought some marshmallows, now," Hunter quipped. We all chuckled politely. |
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