I couldn't get to go camping out in the wilderness but I got to sleep in a tent outside my parent's house for a night. I had not slept in a tent since I was 12. Last time was when I went camping with my cousins back in Chicago. If I had to be honest, this time was no fun! I had forgotten how hard the floor feels on your back. Putting up the tent was fun though. We had lost the instructions to the tent so I had to juggle with knowing what went next.
(My masterpiece!)
(Saying Goodnight)
Sleeping in this tent that night was definitely getting away from my "comfort zone". My "comfort zone" is my wonderful warm bed. That night was chilly and windy. Having three blankets didnt seem like enough.
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