10″ x 20″
I spent a few months camping in Brazil (Bahia, for the Brasilophiles) and felt liberated by the lack of material possessions. A very generous farmer let me and my friend pitch our tent in his orchard and eat anything that fell to the ground. We made oatmeal and coffee over a campfire in the mornings and in the evenings the boys from town would show up with their guitars. We lacked nothing. It was heaven, and easy to forget that we were just traveling.
A few years later I visited New Orleans after Katrina and saw all of the people camped out in City Park. It looked like hell, and it made me think about what it would be like to lose everything and be forced outdoors. How much do we need? The answer is different for everyone.