A few years ago, I went for a hike. An innocent Sunday hike that my friend described as “Five-ish hours.”
Five-ish hours was a lot for me back then, admittedly. I came from a place where “hiking” wasn’t really a thing. People walked, people spent time in the woods, but this was a rural town where people mostly had a destination or a purpose. Not just a jaunt through the forest.
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