7 hours ago
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
If you've been reading my blog any longer than about 30 seconds, all the pink and the talk about shoes and glittery things might possibly be a tip-off that I am pretty much a girlie girl. T is about a manly a man as they come: power tools, sports, guns, grills, and the like. So it may come as no surprise to you that we often argue over where we ought to take the imaginary vacations that we have no intention of ever taking.
I reserve New York City solely for girls' trips (I vowed never to return to the fair city with T in tow), so the only other option in T's mind would be....
I'm not so much against camping per say; I've just had bad experiences and I just really really hate it. When I was a kid, my mom forced me to join the Girl Scouts and those camping trips are some of the worst memories of my childhood. I think there was a raccoon in our tent once.
The woods are dirty, full of bugs and snakes, and there is no bathroom.
Also, my mom worked in Glacier National Park's resort in Montana one summer and her roommate got eaten by a Grizzly bear the night after Mom left to go home. True story. (I googled it) Stuff like that really turns you off to camping. Bears are super cute on TV, but I don't imagine it's so cute when they are chasing you through the woods.
Anyways, the last time we chatted about getting away, T suggested that we go camping on Bryce Mountain, where my Mom owns some property.
Me: (painting toenails) No. I do not sleep in tents.
T: (hopefully) We could build a cabin.
Me: (pointedly) Would it have TV?
T: (incredulous) No...but it would have beds.
Me: No TV and no internet?
T: Well, it would probably have running water. Maybe.
I am so sold.
"Well it's set way back in the middle of a field,
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back
Glitter on the mattress
Glitter on the highway
Glitter on the front porch
Glitter on the hallway
The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
Love Shack baby! Love Shack, that's where it's at!"
I think the Love Shack is the only one I'd consider visiting, and that's only because it is glittery.