As if life wasn’t hectic enough right after we moved back into our house, I agreed to go camping last-minute with my girlfriend, Wendy, and her son, Frankie. They had already planned a single night at Jellystone, which is a nearby camping and recreation area, and they invited Maelle and me to join. I hadn’t been camping in years, but I figured this was the perfect occasion to dust off the camping gear and have some fun winging-it when the stakes were (very) low.

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