The Summer in Review: Lessons Learned
The Exciting Sequel to “The Year in Review”
or Everything I Ever Needed to Know I Learned While Camping
I would have to say that the highlight of the summer was the camping trip just last weekend. For some reason, there’s just something about driving a big van with good tunes, great friends, and wacky/stupid radio personalities that makes for an unforgettable experience. Makes for some thoughtful thoughts, too, so I decided to share my newfound knowledge with all of my faithful readers.
Never stop climbing the hill. You’re gonna fall and scrape the hell out of your arms and legs, and you may even permanently screw up some of your clothing, but getting to the top is always worth it. It’s good if you have film in your camera at that point, too.
Always be prepared, because it could rain at any time.
Butane is your friend (thanks Jason!).
Believe it or not, the hicks get even hickier than the worst New Carlisle residents in central Indiana.
The reason we have a nation debt? The bypasses made around 1.5 million little towns in Hick Country use up about 80% of the revenue that the government makes from our income taxes.
Don’t stop trying until about 15 minutes after you finally decide you’re going to stop trying.
I firmly believe that cavemen came out of the caves waving torches, spears, and Tupperware.
Maps have once again proven themselves absolutely worthless. So there. Trust your intuition.
Pick up the waterbottles - even the ones that aren’t yours. Preferrably when no one is looking.
Signs like “Hikers not permitted beyond this point” and “STOP” all have a time and a place.
Most importantly of all, friends don't let friends drive over dead skunks. Pee-yew.
The Exciting Sequel to “The Year in Review”
or Everything I Ever Needed to Know I Learned While Camping
I would have to say that the highlight of the summer was the camping trip just last weekend. For some reason, there’s just something about driving a big van with good tunes, great friends, and wacky/stupid radio personalities that makes for an unforgettable experience. Makes for some thoughtful thoughts, too, so I decided to share my newfound knowledge with all of my faithful readers.
Never stop climbing the hill. You’re gonna fall and scrape the hell out of your arms and legs, and you may even permanently screw up some of your clothing, but getting to the top is always worth it. It’s good if you have film in your camera at that point, too.
Always be prepared, because it could rain at any time.
Butane is your friend (thanks Jason!).
Believe it or not, the hicks get even hickier than the worst New Carlisle residents in central Indiana.
The reason we have a nation debt? The bypasses made around 1.5 million little towns in Hick Country use up about 80% of the revenue that the government makes from our income taxes.
Don’t stop trying until about 15 minutes after you finally decide you’re going to stop trying.
I firmly believe that cavemen came out of the caves waving torches, spears, and Tupperware.
Maps have once again proven themselves absolutely worthless. So there. Trust your intuition.
Pick up the waterbottles - even the ones that aren’t yours. Preferrably when no one is looking.
Signs like “Hikers not permitted beyond this point” and “STOP” all have a time and a place.
Most importantly of all, friends don't let friends drive over dead skunks. Pee-yew.
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