How to End a Camping Trip

Picture it, San Bernadino, 2012.

Next to freezing temperatures.

Rain, the super cold, sideways blowing kind.

Darkness.

Wind blowing so hard it pushes the rain THROUGH the material that comprises your tent.

Yup.

Our great big adventure ended with a hotel for 4/5 of us.
Jeremy, the big strong protector type stayed behind to guard our belongings.

And don't they all look well rested, clean and happy after a good nights sleep?

Don't judge me.

Jeremy made me do it.

In fairness to him, I may have been behaving so poorly he would have paid anything to get rid of me for the night.  Whatever.  It worked.  :D