Camping? Really?
It’s early summer, though you would think it was August already by the heat here, and everywhere I turn someone’s talking about camping. Why do people do this? I mean, sleeping in a tent on the ground doesn’t sound like much fun to me. Even if you have an air mattress, it still seems like you could just stay home, make s’mores in the microwave, not get eaten alive by bugs, and have air conditioning! Now that sounds like an awesome night to me.
I know a lot of my friends are campers, but I’ve never seen the appeal. Maybe I should try it again, there has to be something good about it, but I can’t help thinking I’d go nuts without the Internet. Since I don’t have a cell phone, and even if I did camp grounds seem to be strategically placed where cell phone service is low, like it’s some evil plot to force you to have fun, I couldn’t tweet or check my email. I’m sorry but that is not my idea of fun. You wouldn’t catch me dead in a bathing suit in public, so swimming in a river or lake is definitely out, not to mention what you could catch or be bitten by swimming in a lake. Still water is the devils tool… or is that idle hands? Either way, lakes are out.
Tell you what kind of camping I do like, RV camping! RV camping is nice. You sleep in a bed, cook on a stove, have plumbing and air conditioning. When I was a little girl my family had a membership with Coast to Coast. Coast to Coast, in case you don’t know, is a camping membership where you can use campgrounds across the country. Sometimes that means tent camping, sometimes RV camping, other times little log cabins. We use to go to a place in California called Oak Glen and we had a good time! They had a clubhouse that showed movies at night, had video games and pool tables. They had a mini-golf course. They had two, yes two, swimming pools. They had a play ground with swings and slides. They had shopping and caramel apples and a petting zoo. I loved going to Oak Glen! We also went to Fisherman’s retreat, which was fun, but not as fun as Oak Glen.
Oak Glen is famous for it’s apples. You could get hard apple cider, candied apples, carmel apples. They have an apple festival and all the while, RV camping, baby! Man, I use to love it!
But sleeping in a tent? No.
Camping in a little log cabin in Sedona, AZ? Yes. Just for the record, I love Sedona in a way I cannot express to you. If Matt would consent to living in Arizona, I would move there in a heart beat. When we stayed in a little cabin by a river, it was raining, everything was so green against the grey backdrop above the clay vistas. It was beautiful. I want to go there again!
But sleeping in a tent? No.
Starting to get the picture? RV Camping, in; tent camping, out.
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…..`·.¸.·Kristyn

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