the great outdoors

I've had a lot of time indoors this last week to day dream about the outdoors. The way far-out outdoors. Italy to be precise. And why must Italy and pictures of it and the internet exist if only to taunt me whilst I sit in my bathrobe? It's just plain rude you see. While we were dating, Brando promised me Italy during a mushy gushy romantic moment that was followed by mad kissing. I'm holding him to it. But Italy is a 5 year dream (or maybe 50). And I'm too impatient for those right now. I need 5 day and 5 week dreams. So I'm back to day dreaming about the outdoors, only the near-outdoors.

Camping is pretty great. And when I haven't recently been thinking about Italy, camping is the greatest! It's a practically free, no make-up, show you who your real friends are, one with mother nature, always an adventure, kind-of-vacation. Our downstairs neighbors went camping this last weekend and had the nerve not to invite us! (Though can I blame them? with my body being what it is as of late? heal body, heal!!) So I made them promise we'll go soon.

Favorite camping spots in the Utah locale?

1 comment:

  1. Last year I hiked up to Pittsburg Lake in American Fork Canyon. The hike is short, but STEEP.

    It's well worth it though, so beautiful and quiet up there. And good fishing in the lake.