“Maybe we could camp,” my husband said hopefully. “Look at this adorable Airbnb,” I said, and booked it for a visit to lake property we own in North Carolina.
While I’ve slept in primitive cabins, I’ve never slept in a tent. I can’t explain my change of heart, but I’ve agreed to camp when the weather gets cooler. Maybe because of the shopping opportunity.
– Jan Schroder, Editor-in-chief