Everyone tells me I’m crazy. I kind of agree, but I’m actually pretty proud of it.
For the past six weeks, I’ve largely spurned my comfortable, cozy apartment in Chapel Hill in favor of a royal blue tent erected in the heart of Duke University’s campus.
“Why?” everyone asks, in tones loaded with concern. As a senior, I’m guaranteed a ticket to the men’s basketball game against Duke in the Dean Dome on March 7. But because of a family obligation that night, I decided to take my second best option: watching the Tar Heels play at Cameron Indoor Stadium.
Through the Robertson scholarship program, I (bizarrely) possess a Duke student ID in addition to my One Card. Over winter break I sent a couple of earnest emails to friends at Duke and landed a spot in one of the 12-person tent groups in Krzyzewskiville — my temporary home beginning Jan. 11.
Duke’s tenting season is structured in three consecutive phases that get progressively easier. Students can join the line at any point, but the earlier you join, the better your seats are. If I’m doing this thing, I figured, why not go all out?
The first week of tenting required me to spend six nights in the tent and to occupy it for an accumulated total of 26 daytime hours. I spent 11 nights of the next three weeks in the tent — plus about 10 daytime hours each week. Never have I been more grateful for 20-minute naps on the Robertson bus.