The real life type of camping. I came back earlier than planned because the weather wasn’t cooperating and I just couldn’t feel relaxed. It wasn’t any one thing, but rather the sum of all minor issues that put me on edge. There were a couple of nice moments, but far too many interuptions that I couldn’t just settle down… until we came back home.
I’m not going to dwell on it other than to say I won’t do that again, especially not when all the weather networks are calling for rain. I used to love it, but it’s a whole other animal when you’ve got kids with you.