The wooden cups thud as the group of men cheers loudly.

It was hard not to chuckle watching all the men loudly talk and laugh. Your mother snaps you out of your staying with a whistle. “We ain’t ever gonna finish all the tents if you don’t help, Bunny.” She chimes softly. Hitting another stack into the soft ground.

You belong to a group of people who travel a lot. Large trucks and tents with a large fire in the middle was all you’ve known. It’s winter so you guys are planting here for a month. They’ve already set up the truck tents made for the adults and now working on the smaller tents for the kids. You quickly move back to helping set up the tents and generators.