We’ve taken to going to the hot tub here at the campground. It’s a very nice way to cap off the day and have an excuse to imbibe a shot or two of the butterscotch moonshine we picked up in Gatlinburg (just the two of us drinking in the RV is just not us – drinking in the hot tub however…) However, as we walk to and from the pool in our swimsuits enjoying the crisp 55 degree air it’s difficult to not feel a little self-conscious when we pass other campers huddled around their campfires wearing coats.
