For memorial day weekend I wrote about my alter ego as a soldier in the Army National Guard. If you remember that, great (and thank you for reading!), if you don’t, now you know.
About halfway through Basic Combat Training, we went to the thick Missouri woods where we would stay for 3 nights. My battle buddy and I were given the mission to dig a trench for two, and to use our ponchos, sticks, and rocks to make a tent.
Because (if you can believe it) I’m the least outdoorsy person I know, I severely lacked the necessary skills to build a strong, sufficient shelter. I did my best and created a haphazard, pathetic excuse of a tent. Sure, it sagged in the middle and you couldn’t really sit up under it, but mission accomplished.