Whenever the snow covers the ground, Jason and I start
making summer plans and talking with great excitement about the many adventures
we will have when the sun is once again shining. Camping is one of those topics that often comes up.
I’m convinced that camping is exactly like labour. For some bizarre, biological reason, as
soon as the actual trip is over you are flooded with an overwhelming amount of
“happy” hormones, which make you forget the true pain-in-the-ass reality that
is camping.
Seriously.
Between the packing, the unpacking, the setting up, the tearing down,
the cold, the rain, the sunburns and the mother-f’ing mosquitoes, I’m quite
certain that I actually hate
camping.
Of course, three days from now I will totally forget that
fact….until next summer, when we do it all over again.
This blog is part of the 2012 Summer Blog Challenge (31 posts in 31 days). To follow along with my fellow writers, visit their blogs:
Natasha at Natural Urban Mamas
Meaghan at Magz D Life
April at This Mom's Got Something To Say
Aramelle at One Wheeler's World
Cliff at Peer Pressure Works.
Peter at Crazy Wookie Cookies
Tam at Tam I Am
Liam at In The Now
Jessica at 2plus2X2
Do you camp in a tent or a camper? Personally, I love camping, especially when we can get completely off the grid. We have already spent over a month in our camper this summer and have plans to go out at least another couple of times before the end of October.
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