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    June 14th, 2007

    i was reading this new blog the other day and it reminded me of a camping disaster that happened last summer! so whilst i haven’t finished telling you about my new york traumas, i feel forced to tell you the story whilst i remember.

    everyone knows that one of the joys of camping is that you get to drink in the great outdoors and don’t have to worry about having to get home - genius. anyone who’s been camping will also be able to tell you though, that this causes havoc in the middle of the night when you’re desperate to pee and the toilet blocks are miles away.

    well last summer, on a bank holiday weekend, all had been well and i had consumed a few alchoholic beverages with friends when i woke in the middle of the night dying to pee. not convinced that i could hold it all of the way to the toilet block (why am i telling you this again?), i decided to move a fair distance from the tent and pee as nature intended. gross looking back - but you can’t say you’ve never done it!

    that alone would be traumatic enough, let me tell you. or that was at least until a bright light started making it’s way towards me. as i looked up, i could see a group of happy party goers unloading from a caravan all laden with torches - which for some odd reason seemed to be making their way to me. within seconds, and i mean seconds, the torches were on me and they were squealing like kids. the only thing i remember hearing is “oh be fair, the poor things staying in a tent” - the humilation you’d think would be enough to put you off of finishing your duties, but oh no, mid-flow, there was nothing that i could do other than wave as they stood there with their torch light on me until i had finished.

    as you can probably imagine, i’m hoping the site will give me an insite on how to camp with more dignity - although whether i’m beyond helping only remains to be seen!

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