I am not known amongst my friends for being a super outdoorsy sort of person.
My idea of getting down plus dirty is hiking a few trails with my cat, chopping a wonderful sweat, plus cooling down with a refreshing cocktail somewhere on a patio afterwards. I’m absolutely not out there plowing my own trails or trying to survive Man vs Wild style. At best, I’m working to manage my own mental health with exercise plus nature escapism. That’s why I was a little tentative when they started talking about camping the other week. I was nervous, even though I agreed so that I wouldn’t be the stinker in the group. As sad as I felt, apparently someone felt worse. Our neighbor Steve’s lady was quite a spectacle. I’ll split right to the chase; she brought heating plus cooling devices with on our camping trip. I’m not talking about a little desk fan or a camping heat lamp here, either. I mean that this girl brought a full mini-break ductless Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C system with, plus expected the heating plus cooling device to be installed in their nylon tent. I don’t even know how she expected the ventilation system to labor in those conditions. Apparently just because the system doesn’t require air duct, she thought the Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C plan could be stuck anywhere? As soon as they arrived, she had Steve lugging the Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C machinery across the campground, just so he could demonstrate to her the multiple ways it wouldn’t labor properly without an air intake component situated outside the tent. She refused to take his advice, plus also refused to try camping without the big temperature control device. About an hour later, she departed in a perfectly air conditioned Uber.