I’m off to Maine this weekend, for the first camping trip of the season! No, not the fall season, but the whole 2007 season. For some reason, Mr. Pinault has been reluctant to head out in the wilderness this year. Everytime I mention camping, he gestures towards the amentities of home that he cannot live without – the kitchen, the bathroom, the electrical grid – all the while massaging his neck and back, as if his muscles became sore from just the thought of sleeping on the ground.
But camping does have perks. The fresh air. The stars, crickets, and campfire. And, most importantly, it’s dirt-cheap. For $20 a night, even Mr. Pinault can forget about his morning aches and sleeplessness.
I’ll be back next week…
