We found a truly perfect site. I parked the car near a picnic table, trees standing tall and straight with branches keeping the place cool, and there were no other campers between us and the lake.
This being Irina’s first camping trip in the States, I was hoping, hoping, hoping all would go well. It was like living in an outdoor hotel. No rain—not even dew in the morning. No mosquitoes as well. We had toilets, water hydrants, and wi-fi.
PERFECT BY JAMES MARTIN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 103