I used to camp a lot when I was younger. My family would take our 4 Runner out into no man’s land and pitch a tent. It would be strikingly hot during the day and freezing cold at night, there was no running water and sometimes there was a vault toilet, if I was lucky. I loved it though, and I learned a lot about nature, hiking and general woodsiness. We would hike during the day, cook over the fire and tell scary ghost stories at night. The campground we used was a nature sanctuary too, so there was no shortage of wild animal sighting.
Recently, feeling nostalgic, I went on a camping trip with my fiance and a mutual friend. We brought sleeping bags because who needs cots, right? Apparently, I’ve become accustomed to sleeping on cushy mattresses and now, yea, I need a cot. My next camping trip will be a glamping trip. Have you heard of glamping? It’s camping for those of us who may have become accustomed to a certain lifestyle.