Sunday, August 8, 2010

Camping My Way

One of the things I want our family to do regularly is to go camping. Now, I love nature, but nature in its wild state normally does not agree with me. I attract bugs like nobody’s business and I’m allergic to anything that hasn’t been sprayed with Lysol, lol. That’s a joke, but the thing is that apart from the bugs, the sweat, the dust, the humidity (one of the reasons why I enjoy outdoor activities better outside the tropics), there is really something else that gives me itchy spots. Sometimes, I think it’s my own hair. I know that sounds really wussy, but I’ll have you know that I’ve gone camping many times (was a girl scout, a church kid, a teacher who was forced to go with her students…) and while I probably enjoyed myself, I was also the type of camper who moaned piteously about the discomfort – especially when it came to accessible bathrooms. This is why if I’m to arrange a camping trip myself, I’ll probably arrange to do so with the use of rvs in mind. I mean, all the comfort and conveniences of home right there in the midst of wild nature (which probably defeats the whole idea of camping).  I could go hiking and fishing and whatnot and easily trudge back to the rv where I could get comfy, especially in the bathroom.

3 comments:

Nikka said...

Haha, I do remember camping with those kids!

spinninglovelydays said...

Aaah, memories of DC... lol
Hi, Nikka! :)

Nikka said...

I feel like I've opened a can of worms! Hahah! I've got pretty good memories of camp, but perhaps I've just blocked the icky-ness out. :)