Camping Trip
It was fairly cool for a summer morning but Bruce didn't seem to mind, he already came entirely prepared for this trip, but maybe a bit too prepared. Alfred insisted on leaving a few things at the manor and ushered him out along with Dick with their packsacks strapped on. All electronics were to be left behind and as hard as it was for him to leave, not because of the comfort of him but his "duty", Alfred managed to convince him otherwise.
His eyes lifted towards the blue sky, it was fairly clear out. Strange. The smell of pine filled his senses as he gazed around his new surroundings; trees, plants, and small creatures scurrying up the trunks and hiding in branches. Somehow he managed a small smile but he couldn't hide his lack of enthusiasm. It all seemed so hard, again not because of comfort or that he was pampered, he was just too driven to work to relax, let alone in the middle of the wilderness.