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>be me
>/in/cel city slicker shit-head
>want to get into camping
>plan trip with some friends on Assateague
>in October.
>google “coolest tents” and buy some geodesic inflatable monstrosity with a limited edition camo color.
>get to island and it’s literally impossible to set up tent. Even if I weren’t a complete retard, there are gale force winds blowing all my shit around
>5 minutes in that one friend that had a spidey sense politely bails out but I spent money on this fucking tent dammit!
>finally get tent set up but end up bending a tent peg and losing some of the spares
>sit down with my remaining 2 friends and try to get the fire going but the wind blows a table on top of us and one of my friends needs to take his gf to get stitches.
>remaining friend bails so I head home arriving after midnight.
>no! I won’t yield.
>set up tent in back yard and go to sleep around 3am.
>wake up to picrel in my mailbox with a note from my wife saying “urban man succumbs to DC wilderness”
>throw tent away
>never camp again
>come to /out/ to read autism threads
