It’s late at night. I just need to use the bathroom. I pull the zipper down slowly because I know it’s touchy. And riiiiiiip…the zipper pops wide open. It’s almost like one half of the zipper couldn’t stand to be holding on to the other half. Tough life to be a zipper. The worst part is that I know it’s been used so often and needs replacing, but we’re trying to hold out a little longer.
Looks like we need to buy a new tent.