Life Lessons Learned From Camping....Stories From The Chronicles of Old McJunk

Old McJunk decided to go camping. He drove for hours upon hours (in a truck) until he arrived at Garner State Park. He arrived there and discovered that there were no camping spots available. "Crap."
So as to not fall into a pit of despair, Old McJunk entertained himself in the state park by throwing a football, swimming in the river, and running across low-leveled areas of the river (the Frio River, that is).
Come the evening, Old McJunk decided to find a place to camp. Because all the spots in the park were booked solid for the night, he drove outside the park to find a campground. To no avail, Old McJunk was denied any good luck in the department of finding a campground.
This is where the life lesson comes from. Let me say, "A bridge is not only a route to and from something...it can also be a shelter." Yes, that is correct, a shelter.
You see, Old McJunk, being frustrated at the lack of available campsites, pulled off the highway and found a nice looking (and by nice looking I mean average looking) bridge. He parked his vehicle (still a truck) and set up his tent. That night, he enjoyed a nice evening of camping 'neath a beautiful bridge.
So you see, a bridge can be a shelter, too. Sometimes you need to use bridges to cross. Sometimes you can use bridges to be sheltered. Its your choice.