Froyd’s Rants
wussed out
so I stopped driving about 2 hours before I was planning to, but there was massive road construction AND weather precautions about traveling so I figured better safe than sorry.
Also, not camping…staying at a comfort inn. But I am SORTA roughing it, the room is a smoking room, and it reeks in here. The annoyance factor is about as high as the bugs and bites one gets while camping.
Why, other than not driving more, am I here?
Because the temperature is 37, feels like 30. Now, my tent is about 20 years old. My sleeping bag is not much newer. And I only brought one quilt. And this extra padding is for looks only, it doesn’t do much against freakin’ cold weather.
So, instead, I’m sitting at a desk typing this blog post. Good times.