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First Night at Brigadoon – Did we mention rain? All night long? Wet trips to the porta-potty? Wake to a gray Friday dawn. Wet. Chris and Stephanie regard the ripped tent, with the adjacent sculpture, and contemplate several more days of rain. And look
at the warm, dry campers nearby. And see that all other Brigadooners are warm and DRY. And thus Chris and Stephanie become the first to leave the camp. So, with coffee consumed and a promise to return,
they hit the road to dry out and promise to return with something dry with wheels and a floor off of the ground |