This is my idea of 'going camping' or 'roughing it.' While I can understand the allure of pitching a tent beneath the stars, preparing a camp-fire and grilling grub, as well as falling asleep to the rhythm of nature, I'd rather converse over a sumptuous dinner served on old china-plates accompanied by a fruity Mendoza malbec, and then snuggle into a sheeted-bed after a long, hot shower. Call me a sissy or prissy if you must, but I've done the bivouac thing in the US Army already, and it gets old really fast. And while I adore the sounds of nocturnal wildlife, trippy or looped lounge grooves and a glass of hot-tea are the best accompaniments to a place of deep, tranquil sleep.
Hope you're all having the best weekend ever.
PS: Today's soundtrack is GOLDWILL's Matikal (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7jlKVipv0GU)