I'll let you in on a little bit of an unamerican secret.
I don't particularly enjoy camping.
I mean I enjoy it in certain locations. I don't enjoy it at the coast. And that happened to be where we camped this summer. Twice. Our most recent trip was just a few weeks ago, and although it wasn't all bad all the time, it did start raining the moment we arrived at 10:00 that night. Thankfully, our friends went ahead of us, and our tent was already set up and waiting, complete with a blown-up air mattress. We just needed to wrap it in tarps. Had we needed to put up a tent in the rain, I might have very well left and gotten a hotel room at that moment. But because they so graciously helped us out, we were in and out of the rain in no time.
The next morning, I woke up and was surprisingly comfortable. I was in a protected little cocoon, listening to the sound of the rain dropping on the tent. Josh was on his way out to get another EZ-up canopy, and promised to bring me a hot latte and breakfast sandwich from Starbucks. He definitely knows the express-lane straight to my heart. This is a quick photo I took of us inside the shelter the boys had just built for us. He's so cute when he's sopping wet!
The rest of the weekend was full of crabbing, lunching, shopping, and surfing. And the occasional magazine or crossword puzzle to fill in the gaps. ... Ok.. it wasn't occasional. My whole Saturday pretty much consisted of Brick by Brick puzzles which I am now officially obsessed with. On the beach, at the campsite, in the car. All day. By Saturday morning, I was ready to go home. Those darn puzzles kept me sane until we left!
The trip was salvageable. And I have the photos to prove it. Maybe not liking to camp is unmerican. Maybe people can't relate. That's ok. I still have a husband that loves me, and does his very best to make camping for me as comfortable as possible. For that I am thankful. I might be looking back at this trip through rose colored glasses... but I suppose it's better than rain-soaked ones.
The next time I enjoy the beauty of the Oregon coast, it will be through the picture windows of a dry beach house with a hot tub in the backyard, a hot coffee on the table beside me, dinner cooking on the stove, and a rousing game of cards going. Now that's my idea of a vacation! Anyone want to join me? And if you'd rather camp. More power to ya. I won't hate you for it. But know that when it's raining, there's a dry house, and a good friend waiting to welcome you with open arms. Hey.. that's what friends are for.
I don't particularly enjoy camping.
I mean I enjoy it in certain locations. I don't enjoy it at the coast. And that happened to be where we camped this summer. Twice. Our most recent trip was just a few weeks ago, and although it wasn't all bad all the time, it did start raining the moment we arrived at 10:00 that night. Thankfully, our friends went ahead of us, and our tent was already set up and waiting, complete with a blown-up air mattress. We just needed to wrap it in tarps. Had we needed to put up a tent in the rain, I might have very well left and gotten a hotel room at that moment. But because they so graciously helped us out, we were in and out of the rain in no time.
The next morning, I woke up and was surprisingly comfortable. I was in a protected little cocoon, listening to the sound of the rain dropping on the tent. Josh was on his way out to get another EZ-up canopy, and promised to bring me a hot latte and breakfast sandwich from Starbucks. He definitely knows the express-lane straight to my heart. This is a quick photo I took of us inside the shelter the boys had just built for us. He's so cute when he's sopping wet!
The rest of the weekend was full of crabbing, lunching, shopping, and surfing. And the occasional magazine or crossword puzzle to fill in the gaps. ... Ok.. it wasn't occasional. My whole Saturday pretty much consisted of Brick by Brick puzzles which I am now officially obsessed with. On the beach, at the campsite, in the car. All day. By Saturday morning, I was ready to go home. Those darn puzzles kept me sane until we left!
The trip was salvageable. And I have the photos to prove it. Maybe not liking to camp is unmerican. Maybe people can't relate. That's ok. I still have a husband that loves me, and does his very best to make camping for me as comfortable as possible. For that I am thankful. I might be looking back at this trip through rose colored glasses... but I suppose it's better than rain-soaked ones.
The next time I enjoy the beauty of the Oregon coast, it will be through the picture windows of a dry beach house with a hot tub in the backyard, a hot coffee on the table beside me, dinner cooking on the stove, and a rousing game of cards going. Now that's my idea of a vacation! Anyone want to join me? And if you'd rather camp. More power to ya. I won't hate you for it. But know that when it's raining, there's a dry house, and a good friend waiting to welcome you with open arms. Hey.. that's what friends are for.
3 comments:
I love your pages...how do you make them? Is it with an online scrapbook program or do you design them yourself? I am excited to see the wedding pictures from my sisters wedding. You do such a great job!
I'm with you girl! Warren always says "Sheri's idea of camping is - how nice is the resort?!"
Good to see you at the wedding. Can't wait to see the pictures.
I had been looking at your freeweb sight and that's why I hadn't found any updates.
Janey the pics look so great! I think next time camping you and Josh should totally snag a house and when it's raining we'll knock on your door and when it's beautiful you guys can knock on our rainfly. Seriously I love those pics, awesome.
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