Tenting

5 December

Really chillingly bitingly cold, wet and running in the dark with a group of others. We need to race to set up our tent, it's all a blur but it somehow goes up.


In the morning I wake and stare at the tent roof. I feel trapped, pinned to the floor. It's easily fixed though, I just have to unzip my sleeping bag. When I sit up I'm still on the floor because I have no mattress. And now I notice that the tent has three compartments and I got to have the middle part all to myself. CA has the back compartment. Also, each side of my sleeping bag is attached to the internal tent walls so that as I unzip they peel back and nothing I do can close the bag up again. There seems to be nothing for it but to just get up. Which is just as well, as my compartment is needed to be joined up to the first compartment to make a makshift dinning room.

There are four little white square tables in a row and people crammed around so there is no space to move.