Ash pulled the zipper of his tent tight. The city park was his today.

Mom handed him a flashlight. 'For the city wildlife,' she said with a smile.

Cars honked nearby, but Ash was not bothered. He was ready to explore.

Ash heard laughter. Kids nearby were playing. This was happiness, he thought.

He spotted squirrels darting across the park, their tails like question marks.

Lunch was sandwiches and crunchy apples. Ash loved eating outside with Mom.

He learned to use a compass. North, South, East, West – he mastered them all.

Ash built a fort from sticks and leaves. It was small but mighty.

The clouds turned pink and gold. Ash's first city sunset was beautiful.

Mom and Ash told stories in the dark, their laughter joining the stars.

The night was quiet, and the city felt different, peaceful under the moon.

With the dawn, Ash felt proud. City camping was an adventure he loved.