No More Camping

After another year at First Landing, I am done with camping. I hate bugs. I hate the heat. I hate the rain. I hate packing.

Because of the weather, I could barely sleep at night. I didn’t bring an AC. Most families brought their AC. As a result, the kids ended up either staying in their tent, EV, or RV to stay cool and to be on their phones. The phones ruined the kids.

The backstabbers talking shit behind your back were annoying, but I decided a long time ago. Never let anyone’s words get me down. What people say or think about me has no effect on me—friends or foes. That’s my survival mechanism.

On the bright side, I had a great time with food, liquor, and friends.