I spent three nights in Height of the Rockies Park, and it was the first time in months I actually slept through the night. No WiFi, no headlights in the distance, just the river and the cold that seeps into your bones after midnight. I kept waiting for some big, cinematic moment—the kind you see in travel ads. Instead, I woke up to condensation on my sleeping bag and the ache in my back. But I also woke up not thinking about work, or who I should text back, or what I was supposed to be doing with my life. It wasn’t beautiful in the way Instagram wants you to believe. It was quiet, and I needed that more than I thought. #Travel #CampingConfessions #TravelUnfiltered