I am not an outdoorsy girl.
I do not like bugs, spiders, the way grass makes me itch, dirty feet, sweating like a whore in church, getting bitten by mosquitos, and various other outdoors things.
I do, however, enjoy camping. I know, totally oxymoronic, isn't it. But I like to camp.
Let me rephrase- I like camping MY way. Which is to say that it doesn't look very much like "camping" at all. Oh sure, I've got the tent and the campfire. But I've also got an air mattress, portable DVD player, shampoo and conditioner, multiple changes of clothes, and several coolers of chocolate and sodas. I also have a set of clean sheets, a warm blanket, bath wipes, clorox wipes, Purel, body wash, various magazines, and a bag full of bug spray and sunblock. I do not "rough it" like most campers do. I make sure my creature comforts are close at hand. Like toilet paper.
I went camping this weekend for my best friend Lisa's 25th birthday. It's a tradition on her birthday that we camp. I used to dread the idea of camping, but I really do love it. We decided to camp on the north fork of the Shenandoah River in Shenandoah County, VA. Our site was in a roped-off area of a cow field with river access. It was an idyllic spot. The neighbors were sort of noisy in the morning, but I forgive them.
View from my tent window in the AM. Noisy neighbors.
Ok, ok, so we don't really do the whole "outdoors-camping-roughin'-it" thing. But we do have fun, and we are outside in the elements. I'm not a total priss pot (I'm rather girly), but I enjoy camping because it's a time to just be loose and free and not have to worry about how crappy my hair looks or that I'm not wearing any makeup, because EVERYONE looks crappy and dirty!
...Without my portable DVD player. Perish the thought.
Campily yours,
Nay
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