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What I Learned From Living In A Tent For 4 Weeks.

For the past month, I have been living in a tent on camping Rodero, San Vincente, Spain. I was send over there to teach Belgian kids (aged 14 - 17, who were there on holiday), graffiti.

In this blogpost I will share 4 things that I learned during my stay.

San Vincente is known as a small but decent surfspot. Being the enthusiastic surfer that I am, it didn't take long to say yes when the travelling company called me up, asking if I was interested in teaching some kids graffiti as one of their various activities during the camp. I immediately decided to go for 4 weeks straight. I hadn't been on a decent holiday for over 2 years. (NOTE: I don't think of city trips as a holiday. I have to be active, sport a lot, risk my life in dangerous adventures and get drunk every odd evening and fall in love before I can call it a holiday.)

How To Survive

Living in a tent is never easy. It can be comfortable. It certainly is fun to do. But easy? No. The first thing you're confronted with is the limited space you have. You need to stash your clothes somewhere, place your sleeping bag, hang out wet clothes, find a dry spot for your books and still maintain a sort of 'hallway' where you can walk through / turn around in. (My tent was big enough for me to stand in.)

How I Read

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I was a pretty good reader as a kid. My mom recounts me sitting in the corner reading in pre-school instead of doing whatever other pre-schoolers did. In Kindergarten, I was praised for reading more books than any other kid. Throughout the elementary school summers, I dominated the summer reading programs in all the neighboring cities.

Eventually, I started to realize that all of these books are the same. Sometime when I was 10, I started to realize every book seemed to be about some derpy kid who eventually overcame his fears and saved the world, or at least his friend group.

I had the intellectual ability to read YA and adult books at the time, but not the emotional maturity. So, I hit a standstill.

Time passes on, I get into Classics (aka: any title whose name being uttered made me sound smart). I got a Kindle and subsequently got into Indie trash, at one point reading one book per day. Then the Kindle broke and I had no clue what to do.

I went through a massive overhaul on how I thought about reading, which leads us to how I read today.

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