KOA goodness.

Earlier, I totally put a tent up all by myself! Ok, so it wasn’t that hard, but it was still a first. Usually, you fumble around enough and someone gives you those “such an idiot” eyes and then takes over. Not this time, I accomplished it all by myself. I liked using my rubber mallet the best. Just so you know, I’m not telling you if it falls down tonight while I’m sleeping.

Now, I’m chilling in the laundry room, using the wi-fi after taking a nice cleansing shower. This is what I call camping. Haha.

I went to Mt. Rushmore this morning and that was neat. I’d rather it be carved with Native American faces but whatever they didn’t ask me. I guess that’s what the Crazy Horse National Monument is about, and I’m hitting that tomorrow. I’ll post more another time. I’m pooped.

P.S. Yes I’m wearing the same clothes over the course of several days. This is my version of roughing it, and yes I have changed my underthings. :) And yes, I’m washing that outfit right now. And yes, I’ll probably end up in that outfit again tomorrow, maybe.