First of all, let me go ahead and dispel the obvious. If you are like me, and you read that first paragraph, the first thing that springs to mind is probably something like this:
where they owners might be roughing it because they can't fit their SUV in the car slot and the TV is only a 42" model. We are not engaged in some sort of strange mix like this, but we still have a strange mix going on.
We are in tents, which is the classic idea of camping. Granted, they are newer tents with shock cord poles and the whole nine yards, but it is not out fault that we weren't buying tents in the 40s. There is a propane camp stove, and coolers for our food. But that is about as far as we go towards roughing it.
First of all, the van is parked about ten feet away from where I am sitting. Secondly, we are fully plugged in. I woke up this morning and found an iPad and iPone charging in between my Baby Doll and I. That is not roughing it, really, since there is a cord coming into the tent. There is also WiFi, some pretty advanced WiFi because it keeps track of you and it only gives you an 8-hour window from when you log on to use it in a 24 hour period. And they can restrict speed and usage if you are downloading a ton, which means I am going to have to be real careful about downloading all that midget porn. Oh, and it is strong, because the map says the hotspot is way across the campground but I have five bars like I was a Cingular customer or something. There is also water spigots everywhere, like more than one per campsite, so if I turned them all on we would probably have some sort of flood.
|There we are. I am the good looking guy at the front.|