When you camp with me, you gotta know that there isn't a whole lot of suffering going on. Oh sure, you still have to walk to the bathroom and the showers, but I'm all about comfort otherwise. In fact, I take a lot of grief for all of the crap we drag with us on a camping trip.
This is our "Chateau Le'Kautz"--it's the mega tent on the right. It supposedly sleeps 9, but that's the tent-maker's code for "it will be great for 3, maybe 4 of you." We don't believe in crowding in--folks tend to get a little snappy when camping as it is.
Then there's the dining hall (a.k.a. screen room), complete with red/white checkered tablecloth, camp stove, real honest-to-goodness plates and silverware, and my personal favorite--the drip coffee maker. Yeah, it's really not all that rustic, folks.
So, while you think you can't do "camping," you really can....but you have to want to. And you have to be willing to haul everything from your everyday life in your car. It's exhausting, but it's worth it.
Well, except that walking to the potty part.
On another note, I'd like to wish Col a very Happy Birthday today. It's hard to believe it was 20 years ago....