Camping


The next phase of the odyssey was a camping trip in Shenandoah with Jim and Jason. This time, I didn’t have to share a tent with Jim. That’s good, because he was exceeding the 16 farts/day recommended by Oprah’s medical specialist. Greatly exceeding.

We went hiking while up there to see a few waterfalls. The picture above is what the waterfall should have looked like. Now imagine it with no water. That’s what we saw. The guidebook promised us a “delightful pool” at the bottom of one of the falls. Instead, we got a pool with about as much water as my toilet.
The trip turned out well – we saw no bears and we got to go to Waffle House the next day. Jim ordered the five plate special, which only caused him to surpass his own record for flatulence.

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