And now its time for our first edition of “What not to do!” with our host, Kensai!
Well, thank you very much. Ah! It’s that wonderful time of year to celebrate the birth of our country. (*sniff* She was so cute when she was little. Where does the time go?) The hotdogs, hamburgers and fireworks, what a way to celebrate but go camping with your family by a beautiful lake. *BZZZZTTT* Wrong! Never take anyone under the age of 4 camping. I have two daughters at the ages of 1 and 3.
The 1 yr old can’t walk yet and so would have to crawl around the campsite. Sounds okay right? The camping location was on the side of a mountain and so was a huge slope. Each camping spot was a 20′ by 20′ wooden platform that you could hammer down your tents on. The wood was old and mossy, slippery as hell (several people took nose dives) and rather splintery, not a good place for a baby. So, she stayed in her playpen a lot…And complained. The 3 yr old is in the process of potty training and so my wife had only brought her underwear instead of pull-ups…Need I say more? Well, my 6 yr old had a bit more fun since he got to play with his cousins, but for the most part, he was bored…And complained about it.
Camping up in the mountains should be nice and cool. *BZZZZTTT* Wrong! Not thinking, I only packed jeans and no shorts. It was hot and humid as hell, plus much in the way of biting bugs. I stayed in my swimsuit the whole time and sleep wasn’t much of an option.
Aside from us and a few other groups, most of the people at this site looked like rejects from an old biker gang. It was this shy of a KKK rally. Everybody was blaring their cassettes of Lynard Skinard and various country. If I hear “Freebird” one more time I’ll… Anyway, the people at the site next to us even had a pig. Which inspired us to make loud comments like “Shall we cook bacon for breakfast?”
Well, it rained on us three times, soaking the hell out of our stuff. One of those times was a wonderful thunderstorm that scared the kids to death. To top it all off, when we finally got out of there, the car broke on the way home. It’s at the repair shop today.
Well, not all the weekend was bad. The food was good and we did get to spend time with the family. Plus, my wife and I got to go kyacking for a little bit.
Ah well, I’m glad its over. Can’t wait for this weekend since I get to drive up to DC by myself.
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