A few nights ago around the campfire, I realized we were already on our seventh Airstream trip.
Me: Wow, guys. This is the seventh time we've camped in the Airstream. Remember when we used to go camping only once a year?
Matthew: Yeah. Now we go twice a week.
What sounds like a nine-year-old's exaggeration is actually truth. This week, anyway. As soon as Brian is able to get away from work this afternoon, we are rolling out on another trip. It's just a one-nighter in the White Tank Mountains on the other side of Phoenix for his mountain bike race, but we are, technically, camping twice this week.
The trailer is packed and ready to go. We're just waiting for our captain.
1 comment:
Good luck, Brian.
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