In my dreams we are walking together into some elegant hotel suite, adjusting the billowy soft cushions on the bed and unwrapping the gold foil-wrapped chocolate on the pillow. In his dreams we are hiking up a mountain in the blazing sun, ever higher into the clouds. But I must admit his holidays do save us money. One time we found a campground with no running water at all. Just when I thought we could not sink any lower than the last one which had gravel base for tents and grasshoppers all the way to the public toilet, we found this winner.
Camping is so boring.
When the sun sets there s nothing to do. Well you could have a campfire if you thought to bring wood and the wind is right and there is no rain and fires are allowed. But only for two days of the year do such circumstances occur. So while others sit outside under their RV awnings drinking beer and laughing at the color TV shows, I put on my housecoat and crawl into my sleeping bag. But then as luck would have it, just knowing I might have to use the toilet in the night makes me imagine I need to use it.