Actually, let me preface that by saying this: Lily is a natural camper. In fact, I think I am literally watching her devolve from civilized member of society to cavewoman right before my eyes. For one, she keeps commenting on how long it's been since she's showered with a strange sense of pride in her voice. But even more importantly, she gets super psyched when the only campsite we can find is "primitive," and lacking in water and electricity. All I can say is, good job, Lydia, and keep it up.
Anyway. We arrived in Arches National Park to discover that all the campsites in the park were full (this was unsurprising - it was already 7pm). We proceeded to get some more campfire food/supplies and drive up the east bank of the Colorado River until we found our primitive spot. It is - legit - gorgeous. Check it out:
That's taken this morning immediately following me exiting the tent.
Anyway, despite the site's aesthetic bona fides, some problems cropped up. First, I failed at making a fire. This was mostly because we didn't have enough kindling or small wood for me to get one going, but I'm still ashamed about it. Second, and more importantly...well, let's just say lily and I consumed lots of beverages until, when it wad pitch black outside, we realized that our tent was about to blow into the Colorado River. It was really windy! Here's basically how it looked AFTER we repaired it, so imagine how bad it was before:
Double-fail. The best part of this story is when we noticed the tent was about to become airborne, we ran over to it to secure it, and I exclaimed, "WE NEED TO TAKE ACTION IMMEDIATELY!!!" Lily then shined her flashlight in my face to expose me chugging a beer. Apparently, that was my idea of action. Anyway, we managed to both secure and sleep in the tent and everything turned out swimmingly. See? Happy in the morning.
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