welcome to downtown coolsville

I fondly remember my treehouse. It was just a pallet nailed onto a frame between three trees, so things would fall through the cracks and there were no walls or roof. And I kept saying I would save money to buy a rope ladder and I never did, so you had to climb the tree underneath and then sort of awkwardly swing yourself at a right angle and clamber up. I could do it in about 5 seconds but very few of my friends ever got the hang of it. That kind of made it better in a way because then it was my own little spot.