So, a while back, I bought my mother a camping hammock as a gift. The hope was that I’d be able to talk her into a night or two in the great outdoors, if she wasn’t going to have to lie on the ground to sleep. It didn’t take–she hated it–and as a result, I
Before the eclipse, the group I was going to see it with and I were debating the weather–and alternate plans–and exactly how far into the line of totality places were. The weather was… not bad, for a random Monday, but pretty sketchy for watching an eclipse. So, staying was a gamble, and so was going.