People have often made jokes that I’m about as camp as a row of tents, but that’s about the only way you’d be able to get me and camping in the one sentence… Until now.
As I type, Kristy and I are on our way to my first-ever camping trip. I’m crapping myself… Incidentally I’m just getting over a stomach bug and diarrhea so when I say I’m crapping myself I mean both literally and figuratively.
The sky is overcast… I know nothing about making fire, shelter or anything else remotely manly… How do I get myself into these things.