to Indian Village
A big rainstorm passed through in the night. I was all snug in my tent by the time it started, and I felt rather smug -- putting in earplugs to sleep through the thunder -- until I discovered that an enormous puddle was forming beside and under half the tent! I felt like the fourth little pig whose brothers disowned him because he built his house out of nylon. Fortunately the bottom of the tent stayed watertight.
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