There was a time when I thought camping might be a superb idea.
I adore nature after all.
I adore enjoying nature shows on television and dreaming about going to see all those exotic stadiums. One Summer, our acquaintance gave to drive us up into the mountains near our new home neighborhood and go camping for real. I absolutely did not suppose why I hadn’t done it before. Every one of us amassed an impressive amount of supplies and figured we had everything we needed for a couple days, but despite the majestic views, there were numerous things I did not count on, or at least did not guess about: the drastic temperatures and the bugs. At the elevation where we were camping, it was hot during the day but quite frigid at night. Every one of us were miles away from any form of climate control and it was beginning to get to me. The tents that we set up apparently did not do a genuinely superb job of fighting off the heat or the cold. They also did not do a genuinely superb job of keeping bugs out. Out there, being laid bare to the elements, it just made myself and others wish we had an RV or something. I do not have a single complication with nature so long as I can retreat into a climate-controlled space while I’m enjoying it. I did our best to not appear irritated during the trip, but our acquaintance sensed that I wasn’t having as superb a time as him. Even he agreed that having an RV with climate control would be even better!