You Can't Get Mopey about Things You Can't Control (A Friendship Story) | The Tattooed Buddha
So, we slept out in the rain on rounded igneous stones with only a half-length piece of thin foam between them and our sleeping bags. And we slept out in the rain on rocks. We were in mummy bags and we kept the water out of our faces with our hats. It was no big deal.
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