
We are a camping family by nature. Every summer we plan at least a couple trips, usually somewhere new here in Michigan. We are tent campers and still, after all these years, can't seem to get it all right. Oh well, there is always next year, right?
When I saw those people with the campers recently, though, it sent my day dreaming in high-mode. There are so many places I want to see. So many places I haven't seen. So many place to be seen. How long, though, would we all last being couped up together in one of those things? Realistically, probably not sanely for more than one week. I am a "spacey". I need my space. I get anxious if I don't get a little me-time from time to time.
All said and done the "idea" of getting up and going full-blown camping sounds idyllic, but in my reality it is just not as charmed as it sounds. So the next time I see one of those free-willed campers in my neck of the woods I will look at it, smile and choose to live vicariously through the proud travelers. Happy traveling all and God's speed to ya.
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