I’ve been in enough campsites now that I am self-declaring myself an expert. And I’ve realized that campers are seriously cool people. Maybe it’s the cameraderie of an adventurous spirit and a love of the outdoors.
Where else on the planet could you leave half your possessions on a picnic table, expensive gear in a tent, and your car unlocked, leave for an all-day hike and return to find everything exactly where you left it? WHERE? The city girl in me still can’t process this phenomenon. There’s an unwritten code of conduct in campgrounds that doesn’t exist anywhere else. I love it.
So how do we make the whole world a campground?