Strange company...

There's a norwegian sumo wrestler sitting about 20 feet away from me...

I'd like to go away, please.

I don't know if it's just spring fever, or what, but I've been having the most irrepressible urge to get the hell out and do some hiking and camping. I want to go out into the woods and STAY out there for at least 3 days and nights, sleep in a tent, listen to the wind and the birds and the bugs, look at the stars (yes New York City, there really are stars!), then wake up, walk through the woods till it gets dark and do it all over again. I've been reading trail journals, listening to interviews with thru-hikers, I've even got trail maps for the Catskills. I need out. Out of the city, out of the town, out Out OUT!