This is a little story of how I like to camp. First of all, I am the first one to admit that I'm not a big camper. I really the love the peace and quiet and sleeping under the stars and all the other wonderful things associated with camping but the older I get the less tolerance I have for the hard ground and nearly non-existent toilet facilities. My husband though is a lover of all things outdoors and because I am an incredibly good wife, I occasionally indulge his fantasy of having an incredibly good and outdoorsy wife. He threw together a very impromptu overnight trip to Joshua Tree, a gorgeous national park not far from our home. You may recognize the place from the album The Joshua Tree by U2, often cited as one of the greatest rock albums of all time.
So this is how I camp...
he sets up camp
while i listen to my ipod.
he prepares dinner - veggie burgers
while i wander the desert looking for the restrooms.
we watch the sunset and go to sleep (well, he does, for some reason i'm not all that tired)
he builds a morning fire
while i put Height in my Do*
he makes me a gourmet breakfast
while i wait for the sunrise
and find a place for him to climb while he wonders why he brought me
and i sit and write.
*credit to faux fucshia