It’s a pretty accurate assessment if you were to say that we aren’t exactly camping type people. Unless, of course, you add “R.V.” in front of it. For us, roughing it was staying at the cabins at Walt Disney World’s Fort Wilderness. The cabin with the full kitchen. And maid service.
For years my girls have been wanting me to take them camping with their American Heritage Girls Fall Camping outing.
I’ve come up with a myriad of excuses. “We’re really not a camping family.” “The camp ground doesn’t allow the rock star RV that would be required for me to camp.” And then last year my all time favorite excuse, “I am not in possession of an all-terrain wheel chair.”
And you know, now that I think about it, isn’t it ironic that a dedicated indoor girl like myself was diagnosed with Lyme Disease?
I mean, seriously.
One thing that has come out of the whole health scare, and then my subsequent road to healing, is that I will never take my health for granted again. My new mantra is SEIZE THE DAY.
Therefore, I’m taking my girls camping with their scouting troop this weekend.
Yes, my friends, pigs really do fly.
We’ve been researching tents over the last number of weeks, and there was one particular model that both Fiddledaddy and I agreed upon. And since our vacation budget has been slashed to near nonexistent, we justified the expense of this tent because it will likely be the only way we will be able to stay at Disney World for a long long time. We won’t be visiting any parks, mind you, but will gladly camp at the Fort Wilderness campground and enjoy all of the perks that has to offer.
Behold, this is what we procured:
It attaches to the back of our van, so that I will be able to use the van as my own personal suite, as I will be lounging on an air mattress in the bed of the van while the seats are all folded down. If my daughters get on my nerves, I can simply zip up the opening and voila, privacy. It’s the plexiglass partition, as it were, that I’ve always dreamed of in my mommy van.
We took the tent over to my in-laws house for a test run. They don’t have any pesky sidewalks or homeowners associations with which to contend. What we didn’t take into account is that they are close to the beach, and it was a particularly blowy day. We stationed two children inside to weight it down, as the rest of us held onto each of the 4 corners with all of our might. When we had just about gotten the thing up, we noticed a beautiful double rainbow in the sky.
A good omen?
And then it began to rain.
We discovered that we could disassemble our new tent in 43 seconds flat, as visions of premature mold and mildew danced in our heads. Prior to even being able to sleep in it.
It should be noted that it is now drying in my front room of our house.
I’m now preparing my mental checklist of what items will be needed. Most of the meals will be provided for in this 3 day/2 night extravaganza, but we need to bring our own snacks and beverages. Which may or may not include a flask.
I’ve borrowed 3 sleeping bags, and will be checking our air mattresses for unseemly leaks. I plan on buying a battery operated lantern and am gathering all flashlights. And Fiddledaddy has already purchased me some bug repellant that makes me smell like a dead fir tree. I’m pretty sure it contains deer urine. Which I’d like to know just how they extract that from the deer. But then again, no, ignorance is bliss.
Yes, there are REAL BATHROOMS, PRAISE YOU BABY JESUS. I have friends that when they say they are camping, they mean that they hike in 2 miles with backpacks and shovels.
I call that Extreme Camping and want no part of it.
I’m asking all of you camping type friends to lay your best camping advice on me! Please, leave no stone unturned.