The lingering effect

I just got back from a 5 day camping extravaganza to Sequoia National Park. Side note: Sequoia looks wrong no matter how you spell it. It's a weird word. Any who, it was absolutely beautiful. Sequoias(so many vowels) are possibly the most amazing trees ever. They can survive fire with this stuff called tannin that puts out the fire and they are SO FRAKKING HUGE! I was in constant awe. Along with massively huge Sequoias I also saw two black bears, 5 or more deers, countless woodland rodents, and oh yeah, a lot of camp fires. I love campfires. They are beautiful and hot and allow one to do great things like roast marshmallows and hot dogs and express your inner pyromaniac. All good things. The only bad thing is that oh so distinctive camp fire smell that lingers on long after the campfire is gone. Seriously that smell is powerful. It creeps into you clothes and attaches itself to the fibers and stays there for two or three washes there after. It also attaches itself quite effectively to hair follicles. Especially mine. After camping I hopped right in the shower, stayed there for 45 minutes and shampooed(also a funny looking word) twice. I also used scented hair product on exiting said shower. And still, as I sit here my nose picks of the oh so distinct scent of hair wafting to my nostrils from my hair. I will probably continue to smell of campfire for two more days. I'll think its gone, and then with a strong breeze or a swift turn of my head I will catch a whiff of smoke and realize I still smell like a mountain woman. Oh well, I guess that's the price you must pay for immersing yourself in nature and escaping the modern world.