...or at least a solid B.
I have wanted to go camping for four weekends now. It has been so cold that most of the camp sites are still closed but this weekend was the first weekend the Timpinogos Cave hike was open and some of the surrounding camps. There were no camps available for reservtations but there were walk ups available so we told Jordan's cousin Andrew and his wife Clarissa to pack a bag and tag along.
Long story short, after 1 hr of sitting in traffic and road construction, trying 3 different camp sites, and calling a dozen or so more, we gave up on camping.
We settled for cooking our tinfoil dinners at a picnicking area. It was starting to drizzle but we stayed and threw baseballs and frisbees. We roasted s'mores and Starbursts. If you haven't done that, it is deish, but be careful because Clarissa's stick broke trying to get it on and she stabbed her hand and I dripped boiling Starburst sugar on my hand and it is blistered!
So I guess it turned out pretty good...all the fun sruff of camping but no port-a-potties and you get to sleep in your own bed!
I never understood camping anyways. Beds win 100% of the time over a sleeping bag.
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