Camping changed my life. Allow me to speak from experience. I remember my first ever camp. It was at Nakuru National Park; that was way back in 2007. It was the first time that I ever slept in a sleeping bag, in a tent, outside; although I did vow to myself never to go back there because it was so cold at night. I remember not sleeping the whole night because my sleeping bag was freezing at the bottom. And I remember baboons coming to my tent window and scratching it, wondering what it was and why it didn’t open. And amazingly I loved it. It was an oasis.
Imagine a place and a time when none of your problems matter. You don’t have your anti-social devices so you get to know people, I mean really get to know them. You learn so much, about yourself and about other people. No more concrete jungles with loud migrating cars from point A to B. Imagine a place and time that the air is thin, light and crisp. When there is no electricity so you can see all the night lights. Imagine a place and time that you lose track of time because life seems to stand still. And all your problems, for the time you’re at camp, wait for you to come back.
While at camp, life seems to be so simple. Everything is so clear. You know that place in your mind with a beautiful view. The place that you go where you do all your best thinking? If you don’t have a place well, that’s because you haven’t tried camping.
Camp is place that all the lessons you learn are from the things you see, hear, feel, and touch. Camp never gets boring because it’s never the same. Camp is an adventure. The greatest adventure you can ever go on and all great adventures happen outside. When you’re not in your comfort zone, that’s when you really begin to live.
Author: Ivy Njeri | Date Created2016-04-07 07:31:18 | Comments: 0