Camping

We went camping. Like real live camping. Like let me pitch that tent and freeze my arse off and have campfire smoke permeating my clothes/body/hair/everything and dread my hair because I won't be able to wash it for 48 hours and on and on and on it goes.

I did have a good time. Really. That was the first time that Guy and I have camped together. I didn't grow up camping and Guy didn't camp in tents so we just weren't a camping couple.

But then, this happened:

Becca: Let's be camping people.
Guy: What? That's what I'm saying!
Guy and Becca: *husband and wife high five*

We went up to Big Bear Lake with some great friends and we stayed two nights at the Serrano Campground. We had a great experience. The campgrounds were really nice, we had a fire pit, picnic tables, and access to toilets, sinks and showers. We were just a hop and a skip away from the lake shore. I did not bring Beau. And I regret that. Big Bear is really dog friendly! Much more than by the Pacific coast.

Anyways, enjoy the photos.

**POST UPDATE**
Okay, I was perusing the internet and found this on buzzfeed. (Be careful with that website. It will suck you in and you won't find your way out for hours!) Anyways, this make me laugh.

 

I have a camping confession! I brought makeup with me! I couldn't leave it behind. Seriously though, since I dyed my hair my eyebrows don't match so I have to pencil them in every. day. It was necessary. Everyone would have been frightened.

The end.