My roommate asked me if I wanted to go on a camping trip with her and I was a little hesitant.
I’d never been camping before because the idea of sleeping in a tent sounded horrible.
The ground would be rough and it would be terribly cold. When I expressed my concerns to her, she told me that I didn’t have to worry about that because her family had an RV. We’d be able to sleep on a semi-comfortable surface and there was an HVAC system built into the RV. I decided to go, but I was still hesitant about the heat and air. I over packed my bags and brought a lot of sweatpants and sweatshirts because I didn’t want to get too cold while I slept. During the first night in the RV, I could sense that I was overdressed because my roommate and her parents were in shorts and shirts and I was bundled up in thick layers. I could hear the air conditioning running, but the walls of the RV were thin. My bed was on the pull-out couch which was surprisingly comfortable. A few hours after I’d fallen asleep, I woke up because I was sweating. I quickly shred my layers down to my shorts and tshirt because I was too hot. It didn’t take long for my body to cool off because the air conditioner was working hard to keep the RV cool. In an attempt to fall back asleep, I focused on the low hum of the air conditioner and I listened to it cut on and off while it kept everyone cool and comfortable. I don’t know why I didn’t trust my roommate.