Remember how I said I'd be camping until Friday evening? Well, here I am! As much as I'd like to say that PureZC is just so awesome that I came back early just to talk to you guys, the truth is the camping trip was ... kinda horrible ... and so we decided to come home early. I don't expect anyone to read this, but I gotta rant a little.
We packed everything up yesterday morning, and got going waaaay later than we were expecting. She insisted on packing these air mattresses, one of which her brother had recently bought for us, and the other we'd recently got back from lending to an acquaintance. While it didn't feel like "real camping," those things are comfortable, so what the heck.
We get all the way out there, and the camp grounds are totally packed, and there's barely any space between each site. I guess I'm spoiled, because my family always used to camp in the middle of nowhere, and it seemed to me the campground was more irritatingly busy and populous than the city around where we live. After some irritation, we got the tent set up and went to inflate our mattresses. ... And discovered the hose for the pump was missing, and one of the mattresses has only an electric inflator that needs to be plugged into the wall. Seriously, no hose inlet at all? Why would they even make them like that?! We also forgot roasting sticks. And a poker for stirring the fire. And a spatula for cooking. Whatever, we were determined to make the best of it, even if the world was conspiring against us. Did I mention it was raining? In the middle of the summer? On the ONE DAY we decided to go camping?
So we retired for the night in our tent, and it's absolutely frigid. We brought a whole bunch of blankets and a sleeping bag, but it still wasn't enough to keep the cold out. The sleeping bag was kind of warm, but it was much too small, and so I couldn't get comfortable. And then, at about 3 AM, a kid in the campsite near us began crying. And I'm not talking a baby wakes up and cries for a few minutes. This kid was like five or six, and he was howling for over an hour. His parents were yelling at him to stop, because, obviously, the best way to comfort a sobbing kid is to yell at him. I don't hold it against him. He's just a kid and the parents were being awful. But the timing was just unfortunate. Then again, we were both wide awake before he started sobbing, so no problem, I guess.
We finally decided to abandon the tent and sleep in our car. It was pretty uncomfortable, too, but it was better than the tent and we managed to get a few hours of sleep.
And then on the way home there was construction and confusion and we ended up alone in weird places in construction zones and theres construction around our house and i cried and im tired and im so upset i cant even use apostrophes. look at it! look at the lack of apostrophes! What have you done to me, camping trip?!!
So, yeah. It was a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. It seems a shame that we paid in advance for the site and only stayed one night, but that's totally outweighed by the relief of a nice warm bed waiting for me tonight.