As the lack of personal space and lack of connection to my friends and social life back at home started to get to me I decided to take a walk in the rain, equip with an umbrella of course, as I wandered the miserable streets of the caravan park, listening to the booming thunder and watching the raindrops fall steadily, one after another, I was amazed at the beauty of something so miserable and unhappy.
As I walked I was also thinking about all the wonderful things I have in life, a loving family, and roof to sleep under, I get to go on lots of holidays, I have a good education etc.
And when I count my blessings, I count the caravan twice.