These days most people may be know me as being an adventurer of sorts. Having backpacked my way through a few different continents, skied down some the most world famous olympic slopes, did my share of swinging on vines, walking tightropes, and various other "out" there type activities!
Well, I haven't always been so ready and willing to get "down & dirty".
In fact I still don't really enjoy getting dirty at all! And yet since I love all the fun that comes with getting dirty, I do it anyway!
Yea, I know I'm kinda like a living, breathing, walking, talking conundrum!
So, I decided that we would go camping, though not exactly to "rough it", because it would be Cosette's first ever experience at camping whatsoever.
And I had a blast doing exactly what I've always hated - "car-camping".
I knew that Dominic looking very forward to spending some time in the great outdoors! Climbing rocks, and making cairns (that's his thing). Cosette on the other hand absolutely hates hiking (I literally need a trail of cookies for her to follow), she has never pee'd in the outdoors, and complains A LOT!
Bribery was gonna be in full force!
We arrived at the park, checked in, found our site, set up our tent (keeping in mind that I only have a backpackers tent - aka tiny, and something for Cosette to complain about). We took in the amazing blue skies (no smog here). Did some hiking, enjoyed the fresh air, attended few Ranger-led evening programs, and definitely snuggled like a few bugs in a rug at night!
And then on the actual drive home, after a wonderful Italian Sunday night dinner, served by the fabulous staff at Sinatra, little Dominic claimed "I felt like a gentleman after all of that service!"