A girl from my women’s group at church invited me to go camping. So I thought that would be fun! I hadn’t camped since 8th grade, but I love nature. I love being in the middle of it. So camping would HAVE to be fun. Let’s say that I did enjoy the smores and the company. I did enjoy girl talk at midnight around the fire pit and I loved seeing the stars and hearing the constant chirping of the crickets. I loved the smell of the pine trees and I didn’t even mind the occasional fly. And… that’s when the fun ended.
Here is how you know that you were not meant to be a happy camper:
- You pack to go to a hotel… plus a sleeping bag.
- You realize the night before the trip that you probably need some equipment. But have nothing.
- You realize that there’s no outlet to charge your phone.
- You realize that there’s no outlet to plug in your hairdryer.
- You assume there must be streetlights so you don’t pack the flashlight.
- You completely forget to pack an air mattress.
- Only after you arrive do you notice that the zipper on your sleeping bag is broken.
- You can’t sleep when others are snoring and there’s a campground full of people with basically no sound barriers between you and them.
- You really like being clean and organized… and there are no cabinets to put stuff.
- You really like freshly brewed coffee in the morning.
How about you? How do YOU know that you’re not a happy camper?