Not only do I speak to strangers but apparently I travel cross county and trek through the wilderness with them also.

As an outdoor enthusiast and a nature lover, I’ve always wanted to surrender to the wild and go camping. But as a proper gent with a public restroom phobia, I’ve never been able to conquer the whole ‘shittin in the woods’ dilemma. Ironically,  Instagram (reference my past post “Instagram: no filter” to grasp the scope if irony) granted me my chance to experience mother nature’s hospitality in an eventful way that is so true to form of my randomness. Here’s the tale of how the whole adventure unfolded in all its dramatized glory.