On our very first camping night we were in a rented popup in Colorado. Earlier we heard a bunch of older teenagers talking loud and having a very audible good time. This was about the time the hippy groups were getting started. My wife and I were in sleeping bags that were zipped together on the converted dinette. Our daughter was in her sleeping bag and was bunker higher than us. She rolled off her bunk onto my wife who thought she was being attacked. It got overtly crowded in the zipped together sleeping bags. Being battered and bruised by my wife was not a good way to be wakened. This incident still gets talked about around the campfire 45 years later.
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