Hot Springs, Arkansas was the location of my first camping trip. We thought October would be a good time to go because of the heat of summer in Texas but we were wrong. It was so cold that we had to drink rum to stay warm! A man from a Winnebago that was at the same campsite even came up to us and said he was freezing, AND HE WAS IN THE COMFORT OF HIS OWN CAMPER!

The day wasn't so bad though. We ended up hiking up a mountain (very large hill) and saw a woman and her mother trotting down with their horses! The scenery was beautiful! There was a sea of bright yellow and orange leaves falling from the fall trees.

Camping was a new experience for me that I wouldn’t trade for the world. It was a chance for old friends and new friends to bond over something other than the next social media gossip or the latest Trump fiasco.

I plan on camping more in the near future. Where? That is to be determined.