I remember as kids we used to camp in my backyard, me, my siblings and a few of our friends. It would always end with one us running back inside, or us all going in the house to sleep on the living room floor.
I’ve never been camping before, but I’d love to do it. Do the whole experience; fishing, campfires, pitching up a tent. We do rent a cabin up in north Georgia yearly; a group of close friends, my ole lady and I. The girls will cook, while the fellas are outside getting the fire started. We’ll drink and tell stories and reminisce about college next to the fire. It be cold as a bytch outside, too, but we still get in the hot tub as well.