Many of my nights are like last night. I ask someone if I can pitch my tent on their property, they say okay, and I never see them again. In case you were wondering what happens on those nights I don't write about, it's this. Nice, quiet, nothing exciting.
Day 27
A night on the farm
April 22nd, 2010
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For us who are holed up in our rooms night after night, this is kind of exciting.