Meadowfabulous was a pleasure from beginning to end. There are tons of pictures going up in the flickr pool. As I write this, sweetie is working his way through the 700+ pictures he took. I just took a few to commemorate our evolving approach to camping.
When I met Ben, I was a pretty hardcore camper. I had a tiny lightweight backpacking tent that was ostensibly designed for two people but was uncomfortably cozy when we slept in it together â€“ especially before we were dating. After three years of barely tolerating this situation, my claustrophobic sweetie decided he’d had enough . He demanded a tent he could stand up in and talked me into splurging on the Hobitat.
After that it was a rapid ascent in camping luxury. The new tent is so big and heavy that hiking into a camping spot isn’t very appealing. And of course we had to buy an adapter to plug the laptop into the car lighter. So, why not bring along an electric inflatable mattress and a mini-fridge?
Sleeping bags and pillowcases stuffed with clothes are no longer sufficient. Now we make our campbed with a full set of sheets, three unzipped sleeping bags, extra blankets and two fluffy pillows apiece. Add on the costume wardrobe that we’ve been accumulating and we are, without a doubt, disco camping.
With even more extensive camping on the near horizon, I’ve been concocting additional upgrades to our set-up. I’m thinking we need a set of color-coordinated storage tubs, maybe one of these hanging organizers, and definitely an appropriate doormat. This one rocks, but I think it clashes with the color scheme.