The joy of camping has to be experienced.
Getting back to the basics
the heat, the sweat, the cool breeze of midnight;
huddling inside the tent when its pouring outside
walking on the beach in the death of night;
sleeping to the sounds of darkness
insects screeching, leaves rustling, wind howling;
therapeutic sounds of water lashing at the shore;
waking up to the raising sun on water;
sand, castles and bubbles;
chirping birds, flying kites, giggling kids;
chirping birds, flying kites, giggling kids;
this is where life comes to stand still ...
or so you wish ..
or so you wish ..
The ecstasy of camping has to be experienced.
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