I love camping. In a tent by the lake especially.

A few of the more stable childhood summers that I had, we would drive up to the lake with tents and sleeping bags and a blow up raft and a cooler of beer (not for me), water, hot dogs and marshmallows. We would go get our own firewood and spend 3 days just out in the woods, far away from everyone, no technology to be found, and just have a fun, relaxing weekend. My favorite part was stopping at the last gas station before we got o the mountains and get giant peanut butter cookies.

I miss camping. I hope Joe Bryan and I get to go together this summer. I haven't gone in years.