The husband had friday off (furlough day) so we got out of town for the night. We originally were going to stay in a yurt. You know, rough it a little. (We lack things like sleeping bags and a tent to actually go camping).
But the yurts booked up.
We reallllllly roughed it
The husband had stayed at The Resort at the Mountain for a conference a few months ago, and they had ballin’ government rates.
So really, it was cheaper than buying a tent. God wanted us to have running water.
I was amused by the little phone booth type thing there:
Zigzag is totally the name of the town. I want to move there, just so my address will be Zigzag Oregon.
We ordered a pizza that normally has ’em, and asked for none on half. The kitchen messed up and our waitress realized it when she set the pizza down. We were fine with it (mushrooms are pretty easy to pick off) but she insisted on making us an extra pizza to take home.
I enjoy free food.
Thoughts on camping? I really like the idea of it. But I haven’t went since I was like, 14 or something. We’re going in a few weeks. We shall see how that goes.