Roughing it
Our family recently purchased a new camper---it's pretty sweet. Let me tell you a bit of this backstory. Bob and I loved camping-even independently before we knew each other. In college, I worked for an outdoor store and have loved camping ever since. It's my inner hippie that I now hide under my suit. Catch me camping and I'm in a doo rag, drinking a beer with my old koozie and walking late night with my dog. Bob says every now and then the hippie comes out. She is full on today. When we married, we took a few tent trips together and had fun. Truth be told, Ben the Dog never really slept when we camped, always ready to defend me. Bella the Bulldog, Bob's dog, took his cue, and one of our laughable memories now was that after a long night in the tent, Bob turned to me and said, "So glad to see NO ONE slept last night." The kids came along and we introduced them. We tent camped on Grandfather Mt in NC--now a treasured and special place for us. Howe