Monday, August 27, 2007

Bella Tentgirl2


Bella Tentgirl2
Originally uploaded by studio583art.

Once on the raod to the OBX it took us about 14 hours of straight driving to get to the camp site. Now as you can imagine, it was night again and if you've never been to camp on OBX, well, let's just say it's darker than charcoal at night. Now being two intelligent (but crazy) humans it never accured to us that we should have maybe taken the tent out of the bag much less try to figure out how to put it up before getting to the camp site. I guess we figured surely one simple tent can't be THAT hard to put together (of course we never thought we would be doing it in the freaky blackest of all nights!)
Anyway, we get there, we're completely exhaustive, we have all these cuts (found when we had to spray ourselves with Off because of the million & one mosquitos) and bruises from the packing of the house, and Bella is wired and barking at everything she hears (and in the dead of night, that little girl's deep voice can wake a sleeping moose). Now, i know what you are thinking, "This sounds like fun", but hey it gets even better. As we are 'lovingly' fussing at each other while trying to figure that freaking mind-blowing complex as hell, piece-of-crap tent, Bella is jumping around and barking at the top of her lungs waking up every other camper and possible ax murderer within an 5 mile distance. Then it so wonderfully starts to rain and I'm talking a gentle calming rain, no it's the coming down in sheets kind of rain. Well, inbetween bailing out the water from inside the tent, trying to keep the puppy from jumping into every mudpuddle she sees and inflating the air mattress, we finally get everyone into the wet, hot and soggy tent. Peace at last you say, well...not quite, not when little princess misses her AC and start panting causeing the air mattress to rock with each pant, which in turns cause the whole tent to rock with each pant. I'm sure if you could have seen the tent through the rain you would have thought other thighs were a going on.
Suffice to say, after no sleep (again), hot, wet (it was still raining the next day) and cranky, we pack everything up and rent the nearest cabin we could find.

Campers we are not. It's a wonder we ever tried it again, but as you can tell we did though that is a whole other crazy story.

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