The Trip That Fell Apart
It poured, the tent gave out, and we slept in the car — and it's one of my favorite memories on earth. Here's why. I took my kids camping on a property my own dad used to take me to — planning the perfect weekend, the perfect fire, the perfect memory. Then it rained. Not a little: the kind of downpour that pools on your tent, drips straight through, and lands your whole soaked family in the car for the night. By every measure it was a disaster. It's also the trip I look back on and laugh about — and the one that taught me the memory was never going to come from the plan going right. In this episode: The perfect family trip I had all mapped out — same land my dad brought me to as a kid How fast "a little rain in the forecast" became a soaked, fireless disaster Why the trip that fell apart is the one that stuck — and the inheritance I couldn't see until it did Chapters: 00:00 Cold open: the middle of the night, and the rain 00:43 Backing up: a family trip to a friend's property 01:31 When the rain came through 02:38 Why the disaster is the trip we remember 03:29 Your assignment: stay in the mess a second longer Enjoying the show? Follow Nobody Special wherever you're listening, so the next one turns up on its own. Links: Episode 02 — The Go-Kart Next episode — Episode 07: "Enough" Connect on Instagram @thenobodyspecialshow