Camp site.

Jealous of everyone who's at T in the Park today, sad times :(

I was at a different camping ground today though. I re-visited the Big Sands campsite. It was technically my first home in Gairloch, if you call a tent a household.

Being there reminded me of my fondness for camping. The smell of shampoo wafting from the brightly lit shower blocks. Clutching your towel and wash bag whilst dashing back to the tent with damp socks that dropped from the cubicle door onto the wet floor. The laughter from inside the tents and the idiots sitting in their caravans, glued to the television, entirely ignorant to the glorious sunset that burns the sky outside.