Last weekend would have been a great weekend if it wasn’t a trip gone wrong.
So how did it go wrong you may ask? Well my sibling is a absolutely giant outdoors woman and she decided to go on a camping trip and she invited me to go along with him! Normally I am not as much of an outdoors woman however it did sound fun so I decided to give it a try.
The problem was that I easily sucked at camping. I put in my best effort and no matter what I did I couldn’t get it right. I failed to start a fire, I failed to pitch a tent, and I failed to do any real camping interest. It seems enjoy no matter what I tried to do it just did not work out for me. Even navigation was something I was terrible at, I had a map and the compass and I still got lost in the woods, however my sibling got absolutely sad about me when I did not come back a single night after going to go and collect firewood. The reason I did not come back was because I took a wrong turn and got lost. I was absolutely lost the entire night! I will admit I started to get pretty scared once I couldn’t find my way back for almost an entire morning. Thankfully when the morning came it wasn’t so dark and I was able to see you again, it was then that I was able to find the trail back to our campsite and I found my sibling… After that I was no longer going camping. I returned lake house and appreciated the new conveniences of new living. The A/C was the first on my list, it was way too overheated outside. I need nothing more than my A/C to make me blissful now.