First of all... this is reason number 50kajilioninfinity why I never had kids. LOL One less thing to worry about. I remember doing summer camps a couple of times. My sister and I would go together but be separated due to our ages. My mom put our hair in braids with beads (protective 'do) and by the time we came home, those beads would be gone. LOL I can tell you right now, that I AM NOT fond of swimming in lakes or heading down a path in the dark to use the Port-A-Potty. Which is probably why I hate camping now. My version would have to be glamping. LOL
There was a scene in one of the Harry Potter movies where the main characters were camping out in the woods. The outside of the tent looked like any ol' regular tent, but inside? Oh man, it looked like a 3-bedroom apartment with all the comforts of home. I get it was magic, that's what glamping would be like for me. LOL
First of all... this is reason number 50kajilioninfinity why I never had kids. LOL One less thing to worry about. I remember doing summer camps a couple of times. My sister and I would go together but be separated due to our ages. My mom put our hair in braids with beads (protective 'do) and by the time we came home, those beads would be gone. LOL I can tell you right now, that I AM NOT fond of swimming in lakes or heading down a path in the dark to use the Port-A-Potty. Which is probably why I hate camping now. My version would have to be glamping. LOL
I am so with you on the glamp. There is “enjoying the outdoors for 3.7 hours” and being “outdoorsy.” I am the former 😁
There was a scene in one of the Harry Potter movies where the main characters were camping out in the woods. The outside of the tent looked like any ol' regular tent, but inside? Oh man, it looked like a 3-bedroom apartment with all the comforts of home. I get it was magic, that's what glamping would be like for me. LOL
Yessssss, the magic of the glamp!
Another great story 🤣😎🙏🏻