Alex and I went camping a few weeks ago, because nothing says “relaxing weekend” quite like trying to fall asleep on the rocky ground of a canyon while cooking food over an open fire that you’re too cool to use lighter fluid to get going. As you probably know, we live in Colorado now—which means we are super rugged outdoorsy people. I also used to backpack all over the world without adhering to basic hygiene. So we should have been prepared for this.
Still, we’re the kind of people who stop at a winery on our way to the desert and OH DON’T WORRY always have a corkscrew on hand. The other people we were camping with were willing to overlook our not-so-rugged tendencies once all the booze was passed around the campfire a few times. Then, things got deep.
Moab has one of the darkest night skies– which means you see the stars more clearly than most everywhere else you might end up. One of our camping mates leaned back in his chair and spoke in a hallowed voice.
“As you look out at the stars, be sure to set your intentions to the universe. Because you never know who may be looking back at you.”
I assumed he was talking about aliens but pretty soon someone else was discussing gamma rays and I was like “why isn’t anyone quoting that scene from Lion King?” [Read more…]
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