Here I am practicing typical tent grooming.
See those tent lines? See the neighbors' tent lines? That's way-too-close-camping for me.

By the fourth day, I was not a happy-camper.

So I talked Ron into moving to a B&B in the nearby town of Chartres.

Where if I hung my head out our window, I could just see a corner of Chartres Cathedral.

Yes! Now, that's my idea of a vacation!

And when we got back home, we sold the tent. Yippeeeee!

it's good to go HOME

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