Mark Twain's Roughing It is a book that many people don't know about, but I highly recommend to anybody at any age.
For a lifetime I had bathed with becoming regularity, and thought the world would come to an end unless I changed my socks every day. But in Africa I sometimes went without a bath for two months, and I went two weeks at a time without even changing my socks. Oddly enough, it didn't seem to make much difference.
I'm really an outdoorsy girl. People think I can't go anywhere without getting all primped up, but I love to go camping, and I'm totally fine with not doing my hair or makeup, not taking a shower and just hiking.
I'm not one of nature's campers. I'm not even a glamper.
I'd rather be in a tent than in a house.
I absolutely loathe sleeping in a tent, regardless of the weather.
I was at the end of the studio system so when I walked into movies, I had a magnificent suite in which I had a living room and a kitchen and a complete makeup room. I had everything just for me. With the independents, you're kind of roughing it, literally.
Roughing it builds a boy's character, but only certain kinds of roughing it.
I just can't grasp the concept of sleeping outside with insects when I have a beautiful home with a really comfy bed!
My idea of 'roughing it' is when you have to have an extension for your electric blanket.
Any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
I'm not a girl who's into home comforts and luxury.
