I went camping with some people over the weekend. After all was said and done, the trip created more grief and anguish than it was worth; however I'm glad I went, because I learned a few things:

1) Friends don't treat each other like crap.
2) "Friends" who make me feel unwelcome among them are not my friends.
3) My dog actually does pretty well on a camp site, once he gets used to it. Unfortunately it took him half the stay to get used to it.

I knew two of these items already, but for some reason I need constant reminders.