When my adolescents got older, our camping trips became less plus less plus I started to finally have fun. I would take my sons out plus drop them off to their father. He had a camper plus a boat, plus he would keep the entire weekend. My son plus I had our own kind of camping. The two of us would go to the nearest motel plus get a room. It didn’t matter what the weather was like, the two of us were comfortable. One weekend, it was damp plus chilly the entire time, plus the two of us were in the motel room, eating our take-out chinese, with the heating component blasting away. I gave my oldest kid a cell iphone plus told him to call if they needed me to pick them up. He never called because his father had a gas furnace in the camper. My son plus I found a mall plus the two of us were completely delighted. A couple weeks later, the two of us had our number one motel room plus it was steaming hot. The two of us had thought about going shopping at the mall the two of us had found, but neither of us was in the mood. The two of us had the air conditioner on plus the two of us were so delighted to be cool. Air conditioning was one thing I knew they didn’t have in that camper. My kid called me on the first morning plus told me it was so sizzling that even the fish weren’t biting. I asked if he wanted to come home, but he said his little brother was having fun so they would stay. I’m not sure I would have gone home at that time. I had paid for the entire weekend in that air conditioned room plus the two of us found a Chinese take-out plus a pizza joint that delivered to the motel.
October 20, 2020
October 20, 2020