Well, I think that, in the end, I found the best solution. I made us a reservation at a place where we can go for a “hike” (whatever that is) and then come back and fall asleep in a canopy bed.
I don’t mind nature in small, controlled doses. I prefer it when it has been bent to someone’s will, but I suppose that for an hour I can suffer in silence. But sleeping on the ground makes no sense to me at all.
The only bad news is that we’re going on Saturday the 30th, and so I’m going to miss all the Hallowe’en parties.
But that’s okay, because I’ll be in my own costume, as someone who enjoys the Great Outdoors.
Wish me luck.