I have always known that the nature and I are not good friends, but this time I have really tried to be patient with this trip and with camping. But as expected I do not like this trip, not as mush as he loves it. I do not understand him. How can someone love camping so much as him? We have only been here for a while, but I do not think I can be here any longer, but he wants to stay. He will not even drive to the nearest village, and it drives me crazy. The weather is too hot, and we are almost running out of supplies. The worst part of this trip is, that he is ignoring the fact that I do not want to be here. I do not understand him anymore. It feels like he does not love me anymore, and every time I ask him about the supplies or just about anything else that is not here in the nature, he just ignores my question and changes the subject. What have I done wrong? He is not the same person, as he was before, and I do not know if it is something I have done, or if he just does not love me anymore. I actually thought that I was overreacting, but my suspicions have been confirmed on this trip. The trip was not so bad in the beginning, but after a while, it just got boring. He loves the nature so much, that I think he loves the nature more than he loves me. I can maybe handle a couple of days more here, but I just want to do something else. It is always the same thing we are doing, and even the thought about swimming is not so exciting as it was before.
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