Camping

On the drive to our first camping experience . . .(yes, I said that the city folk otherwise known as the Kleins went camping!) . . . we found this sign. Take a close look at the first "danger" that we are supposed to be aware of. Apparently, we had the potential to be sucked into the "popular" activity of drowning! For any of you who are now concerned, we did manage to avoid that strange ritual. Instead, we ventured on into the mountains and set up camp. I was a little hesitant about this whole experience, at first. In general, I enjoy my own bed, a proper toilet, and the lack of dirt in just about everything, but as they say . . . when in Rome! (or Oman, in this case) Well, as you can see, it wasn't a terrible experience. Anything that involves reading in a hammock can't be all bad, right? Our camp was set up in the middle of nowhere, and it was so neat and strange, all at the same time, to be away from any sign of civilization. It was so bizarre for no one to be around that we got a little paranoid in the middle of the night at any sound we heard, which tended to be the rustling of the tent! Overall, though, I would say that it was a most enjoyable experience, and I am even willing to do it again.