It’s Friday. Not just any Friday. It’s the first day of my first camping trip of 2018. Camping runs deep in my blood. Not RV camping. Tent camping. We went when I was little. So many memories. The pain of walking on embers that had left the fire. Having blisters the rest of the trip but not caring because of how much fun we were having. Staring at the fire. No, staring INTO the fire and into the vaste world of natural peace. The quick snacks. The easy going, no schedule, life. This, my friends, is my Heaven on earth. No concrete. No asphalt. No tall buildings. No 18 wheelers. No bosses. No procedures. Just the fresh smell of Life.
Every year I try to go on many trips. I’ve beach camped. I’ve cavern camped. I’ve camped in our backyard. Wherever we land, we enjoy it so much. I’m trying to camp at all of the state parks I can. I’m hitting up Alabama first due to proximity. I’ve dabbled in Tennessee, Georgia and Florida. Not only is there beautiful surroundings but they have wonderful amenities like bath stalls and running water and (sometimes) an electric outlet. This is my uptown camping!!!! State parks are safe for families. Most everyone has a sense of togetherness at the same time as respecting privacy.
Anywhoooooooo. No kids on this trip. Just my pup and my man. This will be our first camping experience together, also. We’ve decided on Cheaha State Park. It has the tallest point in Alabama. I have my hiking boots, yummy food, snuggly blankets and sleeping bags. Last but not least, a blow up mattress and melatonin. I’ve learned that when you hit 30s, its extremely important to be able to sleep comfortably. I’m ready. Stay tuned!!!!! And have a glorious weekend!! 🌡️⛺🌞🌜⭐☄️🔥🏕️🌎
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