The older I get, the more open I am to new experiences, however when I was younger, I feel like I had a honestly strict opinions about what I would plus would not try to do; Unfortunately, many of these opinions were formed based on the accounts of others; I did not necessarily make these choices on my own or have the past experiences under my belt to acceptablely judge what was or wasn’t worthwhile.
For instance, my mom always told me that he hated camping, then he painted horrific pictures of being trapped in the woods without heat or food as tumultuous rains pummeled his tent, but obviously, my associate and I never went camping when I was a kid, and my mother refused to even entertain the idea for a second.
Now, as an adult, I am wondering what I missed out on plus how I legitimately feel about the experience. I really enjoy nature plus hiking, so it makes sense that I would also love camping if given the opportunity, then that being said, everyone has their limits. This past season a few friends of mine invited me out to go camping. I was extremely excited about the idea, until I looked at the weather for the week. The outdoor climate was expected to be 95° plus incredibly humid. There wasn’t supposed to be any sort of breeze or a option for rain. This month, my associate and I weren’t going to get any natural relief from the heat plus humidity outdoors. When I brought up my air temperature troubles to my friends, they simply laughed at me. Of course it was going to be hot plus humid, my associate and I were going to be outside plus that was part of the experience. Still, I told them I would not be able to sleep if it was so sticky plus miserable outside… Jokingly, they told me I could figure out an air conditioning solution if I wanted. Well, that is exactly what I did. I dug out my portable cooling system plus my backup generator. Maybe it wasn’t energy efficient, however my tent was charmingly air conditioned for the entire camping expedition. It turns out, I do love camping.
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