I must admit to you that I've never been camping? Am I missing out on something sweetie? Don't be too shocked and please its not polite to have your mouth open so wide! It wasn't always like this. If you had asked me this embarrassing question about camping before I moved to San Francisco I would have said yes. Doesn't overnight summer camp in the Northern Ontario forests count for four years?
Ah it so doesn't.
My Canadian experience of camping is completely different to my Bay Area friends. Camp Tamarack was a four star camp that kept their campers in cabins, eating in a dining hall, tennis courts, swimming in the lake and participating in summer plays. The only true camping part that I remember were the massive mosquito's and canoe trips.
But have I ever slept on the floor of a tent in a sleeping bag under the stars? Honestly sweetie, maybe once. Or have I ever thrown myself down a river for hopes that I'll stay on the rafting boat and lived to tell the tale?
Come on seriously, me?
But mark my words, I would go camping if I had some of the comforts of home. So let's list them for my camping friends. To bring me along I would need the following...
Top ten fancy camping checklist
1) My flat iron (What there aren't any outlets at a campsite?)
2) Jelly shoes for the shower (The lake is the bath...this has to be a joke!)
3) My Tempur-Pedic Swedish neck pillow4) Sigg water bottle
5) Sunblock with at least 30 SPF
6) Prescription coach sunglasses
7) Music
8) Grill
9) Bug net
10) Toilet paper
And now that you know my dark secret about camping, do you think we can still be friends lovely? Can you answer these questions then...is camping something I just haven't been introduced to properly and where do you plug in the flat iron?
7 comments:
This post reminds me of the time my husband and I gave up camping for good. I'd taken him camping for his birthday weekend, and noticed during the packing up and schlepping of all the gear from home to the camp site, that I felt it was getting old. So much work!
However, we soldiered on, setting up the camp and renting a pontoon boat to enjoy the lake. After that, it all went downhill, the flies were EVERYWHERE, it was unbearably hot and worst of all, our camping neighbors were not considerate--staying up and partying all night while we attempted to sleep.
It was getting close to the end of the second day of our three-day camping trip and I just hit the wall. I dejectedly sat down at the picnic table and announced that I HATED camping. My delighted husband was thrilled (seems he was over the camping bug as well). Within an hour, we'd packed up and fled and were happily ensconced in a local hotel, eating Sara Lee pound cake and watching TV.
We haven't been camping since and that was 5 years ago!
My kind of camping consists of 5 star hotels, massages, and swimming pools
I don't think camping is for everyone. As someone who gets irritated when she is trying to brush her teeth and some woman is trying to curl her hair in the one sink bathroom, I think hotels are fine for a large portion of the population:)
love those rain boots!
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Lyssabeth's Wedding Officiant: What a wonderful comment and I love this story of honestly with camping! Isn't so funny how things work for only certain people? You made me giggle out loud...
Namine: I hear ya baby girl!
Debbie: Feel free to use this idea as a camping post on your blog as I know you would make us all laugh with your post. Let me know if you do!
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