All this camping is making me see things in a whole new way. So....when we had no power for a bit we got creative. Solar lights were placed around as night lights. The lantern was used to navigate down dark hallways. Food and coffee was made on the grill.
But morning came and I had to get ready for work. No power means no water at my house. I grabbed my "camping toothbrush" and some other toiletries and headed for the local welcome center. As I brushed my teeth I wondered if I would be asked where I was from...was I a weary traveler or a tourist from another country? To that I could make up some elaborate tale of my cross country journey or my camping trip gone awry. In truth I was from three minutes down the road with nothing glamorous or exciting to speak of....just no electricity. I listened to the conversation of the poor sad woman on her cell phone. I heard a French accent go by. My curious little brain made up stories about all of the people there on a Tuesday morning at 7:30am. I headed out of the center and followed my usual path to DD and then to work feeling a bit out of sorts, a little bit cleaner and satisfied that I had accomplished my new thing of the day and it wasn't even 8am.
Haha!
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