We spent the majority of Labor Day weekend without Twin B, who went on a camping trip with five of his best buds. They were chaperoned by one of the other boys’ parents, who clearly must have been sniffing glue when they generously offered to take the motley crew and see to their safety and happiness for three days.
He had a fabulous time.
And I’m so glad.
Because I don’t plan to take the boy camping if I can get away with it and still keep my Good Mom Card.
It’s not so much that I have something against camping, per se…
It’s just that I really, really enjoy not camping.
Turning on a faucet. Snapping open my Mac Book at will. Laying my head down to sleep at night without giving so much as a thought to what other kinds of critters, seen or unseen, may or may not be laying their varmint-y heads down mere inches from mine.
The topic came up while my groom and I were out to dinner with some friends last Friday night. We were engaged in a lively debate about the pros and cons associated with playing hobo the great outdoors, and one friend chimed in with: ”Well, a coworker of mine just went glamping…have you ever thought about doing that?”
I admitted that I had not, the main reason being that I had never heard of such a thing.
Have you?
To my ears, it sounded like an affliction: ”Oy…I’ve had this awful glamping that just won’t clear up no matter how long I soak in the tub or how much of that cream I use.”
But it is not an affliction, friends.
My friend went on to tell me that it’s like camping, but with modern conveniences. Glamorous + Camping = Glamping. Supposedly, it’s all the rage in hoity-toity-circles.
I was intrigued.
Who doesn’t want to be hoity-toity?
A fact-finding mission was most definitely in order.
So the next day, I Googled glamping. And this is what I found.
*cue Barry White soundtrack*
Why had this concept never crossed my radar in the past?
The interwebs are chock-full of glamping opportunities galore.
Color me enlightened. And totally Jonesing for a little glamping action.
In fact, it started me to thinking that just about any concept – no matter how commonplace or unexotic it may be – could probably be glammed up with a little creativity…
And, of course, a strategically placed gl-.
Let’s try it, shall we?
*Again with the Barry White*
I present for your consideration:
Glambo
Glungers
Glammother
Glimpanzee
Ummm…okay…so maybe it doesn’t work in every scenario.
But in when it comes to glamping?
You don’t have to ask me twice.
Am I the only person on the planet who had never heard of glamping? Have you? And what do you think of it? Does glamping still qualify as camping?
I read about glamping a few months ago on someone’s blog and… mind. blown.
I just want a working toilet, you know? Mostly.
Someone’s already covered this? Ooooh, snap. I thought I was forging through uncharted, glamorous territory.
I have heard of it but I figure that if I’m going to spend that much money to stay in an uber posh tent, then I may as well just stay in an all inclusive resort where spiders can’t eat their ways through my fancy white linen tent. My husband was looking at fancy coolers the other day and I had to point out that a cooler is basically a hobo’s refrigerator and we have 3 season over here where outside works just the same
So practical. Love that.
I have been trying to find the right place at the right price for over a year to go glamping! I think it would be fun to try, but alas, I am a true camper at heart. Tents, sleeping bags, food from a cooler kind of gal who just got back from a long weekend of it.
For me? The “right place” basically would mean with a price tag less than college tuition. I am not holding my breath, Jeannie.
Ok. so I like the idea of camping but not actual camping. I am must more a glamping kind of girl. It just works best for all those involved.
Agreed, Jen.
Never heard of it! I’m one of those people who says they like camping, but then wakes up itching all over with an aching hip from sleeping on cold dirt and sweaty in places that don’t even have sweat glands, and swears she’s never going camping again. I think I could do glamping, if only I could find a moving truck that could take all my furniture into the woods. It’s going to be tough fitting that claw foot tub in my backpack.
That’s an outstanding visual right there.
I’ve heard of it. Still don’t know if it’s for me! But I bsolutely love that glimpanzee!
That just made it into the post, Missy…barely eking past a “glampon” pic. Would you believe that there are chandeliers out there made entirely out of feminine protection products?
Well, I am embarrassed to admit that I know all about glamping because Real Housewives of the OC have “been there, done that.”
Shauna – No embarrassment…it’s like field research.
Nope, never heard of it, but I think that’s the kind of camping I could go for!
P.S. I love your once per week posts…they always leave me smiling
You know what I’m starting to think?
We non-camping bloggers should create our own BlogHer-esque event. But we GLAMP our way through the weekend. You in, Jen?
Had never heard of it. Will never do it. A tent is a tent no matter how many scented candles are burning within it. And just so you don’t offend future potential campers, the politically correct term would be: “playing homeless person” as opposed to “playing hobo”
You’re welcome.
Were your ears burning? I was *just* talking about ‘Sandra, the most politically correct gal I know,’ a few minutes before your comment showed up. xo
Funny!! I have never heard of it either, but man that is the camping for me. Oh, and by the way, I have never taken my kids camping and I think my Mom card is still valid. I just make sure they have opportunities with friends who like to camp! (came from finding the funny!).
Ex-act-ly. *stamps own Mom Card as Good for Another Year*
I’d never heard of it before, and am totally not an outdoors person, but I tried glamping recently and it was better than I ever could have expected. Check out a Dude’s take on it: http://www.thedudeofthehouse.com/2012/06/dude-vs-nature.html
Are you going to try it??
(Visiting from Finding the Funny)
Maybe…heading over to your place first for the low-down. So glad to have found someone who’s done this! Or did you find me? Either way…
I guess I found you, but that’s OK. My pregnant wife didn’t mind it on her birthday weekend, so I’m sure you could get along OK
I actually went with a bunch of other bloggers, so I know there are a slew of other posts out there about it.
Um, I thought those were just expensive photo ops that people posted on Pinterest. I could really get into this glamping business. As long as I don’t have to clean up!
I think there are glampy butlers or something for that.
Finally, someone has invented a style of camping that a complete wimp like me would actually enjoy. Thank you for enlightening me. Visiting from Finding the Funny.
I KNOW, right? Isn’t it lovely?
I have never heard of glamping, but I totally want to do it! We’ve moved on from tent camping to camper cabins. Glamping is the logical next step. Thank you for enlightening me!