I really wanted to go camping during these 3 days off that I had. I tried to make arrangements with several people that wanted to go with me, but no one's schedule worked with my dates. Despair? No way, sounds like an adventure to me-- and I went camping alone. I was excited about the time to work on my poetry, start reading my second John Steinbeck novel (The Grapes of Wrath), and do lots of hiking at my own pace. I did do all of these things, but I was hardly alone. I met lots of people at the campground and on the trails. It was one of my most enjoyable camping trips ever, and I can't wait to do it again. :)