I was reading your first sentence with apprehension as my first thought was flash floods!

Glad you made it out safe, with a story to boot.

One of the best meals I ever ate was a store bought can of chiii cooked over a tiny camp burner after a long hiking through the Grand Canyon. Sometimes it's the simple things during the most exceptional situations that can cement such a strong memory... It did for me anyways.

Yes, but. I had some of the most memorably bad sleeps on the same trip. Like wrapped around a tree trunk on a slope in a blizzard. Not magical one bit.

Magic can also be scary, so... the other kind of magical?

One of the most romantic dalliances I ever did have was on the soft sand on the beaches of Italy, moonlight, red wine, the sand felt like velvet and silk rolled into one. I just think back on it and think to myself "let me brag about how great it was on the internet" 10/10 you missed out.

You should try sleeping on a fresh haystack. Most people will never experience this. But the haystack is made up of cut flowering meadow plants. So it's like sleeping in a bouquet of dried flowers. And the aromatic organic chemicals released all night can have a very calming effect. It's kind of wild to think about, but people used to get it on in haystack barns all the time.

I tried that and it was made of cut grasses. You know how grasses have foxtails that cling to animals to help distribute the seeds over a wider area? I was that animal that night and I didn't like it one bit.