One summer my mom, dad, sister, and I all went camping at our usual place. Campfires are one of my favorite things about camping. Just sitting there making smores and enjoying each others company. My sister and I would bike ride around to find new paths that would lead to something interesting. We would go to the beach and swim or just lay there soaking up the sun. One time there was a storm and when it was over the waves were huge so we would just into them.

My dad has a van that we would always take with us camping. We call it the hippie van because of it's mural of a lake and cabin on the side as well as the blue shag carpeting that covers the inside. He has gotten many complements on this can that carries all of our camping gear and so much more. My dad will pack the van with so much stuff that we will most likely not need. I'm never sure if its good that he's so prepare or bad that it takes up more room that I need so I can ride along.
The time I spent with my family helped us grow closer and helped us relax. We had time to get away from work or whatever stress seemed to be in our lives. Even if your not going too far from home its good to get away for awhile.

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