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Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Truth About Camping

For the past three nights, I have slept in an actual bed.  This sounds like a small feat given the fact that probably 99% of my readers sleep in a bed every night (Howard represents the 1% because of his strange inclination to sleep in a hammock a few nights a week); but, I assure you, after two weeks of camping, it feels like quite a luxury...

Which brings me to my real topic today: The TRUTH about Camping... 


Based on some of your comments on my recent posts, I feel I owe it to the female population to clear up a few myths about spending the night "under the stars."  Before I begin, you should know that I am BY NO MEANS an expert in this field.  By nature, I am NOT an outdoorsy girl.  (I once confessed to a group of friends that I don't even really like hiking -what's the point, really?-  for which I was immediately shunned with horror.)   Furthermore, Jeff calls me a "hotel snob" because I don't even like to stay in places that have drive-up access (unsafe), out-dated decor (tacky), or those stiff, patterned comforters hotels can't seem to stay away from (disgusting - they don't wash those things you know!). 

BUT, as fate would have it, I married into a love for the great outdoors.  And so, just as he compromises with the occassional stop at an outlet mall or modern town center, I am learning to camp.  And, honestly, I'm enjoying it.

So, with the camping leg of this trip under my belt, let's have at it:

Myth: Camping is dirty and smelly.

Truth: I will admit, I did not feel like a beauty queen on this trip (camping/hotel/ever).  There is something about being on the road - much less sleeping in the natural elements - that makes your eyes a little puffier and your hair a little more unruly.  I'm not going to lie to you.  BUT, I did take a shower every single day of our camping adventure.  Both of the campgrounds we stayed in (in Yellowstone and Glacier) had nice public bathrooms with a "locker room" feeling.  Although at Yellowstone you had to pay for them ($2 for 6 minutes), the showers were relatively clean (I still wore flipflops), and the water was hot.  This was always a very popular place to hang out, as it seems I wasn't the only girl at the sites that preferred the "unsmelly" version of camping.

I had decided before we left that I wasn't going to obsess over my appearance while I was gone... I took a few nice outfits, basic make-up, and a straightening iron for special occassions.  I did NOT take a blow-dryer, simply out of principle.  (I know this doesn't make sense, since I DID take a straightener... My rationale is that I would only use it when we were staying in hotels or at friends' houses and a blow-dryer would be available; but, I wouldn't be tempted to "primp" too much at other times.)  That said, there were PLENTY of women plugging in blow-dryers, curling irons, electric toothbrushes, etc. every morning.  Likewise, when I brushed my cheeks with a little bronzer and sprayed "curl spray" in my hair before the mirror, NO ONE looked at me like I was out of place.  Although I didn't feel like a super-model, I didn't feel hideous either.  I felt like myself, which is good enough. :)

Both of our sites also provided coin laundry facilities for their guests.  While I chose not to take advantage of these, they seemed convenient enough.  That said, perhaps I should have reconsidered since the smelliest part of our trip so far has been carrying our giant dirty-clothes hamper in the hot baking car from state to state. ;)  (If you are one on the houses on scheduled on our return trip... Consider this your warning!)

*I should give the disclaimer that not ALL campsites are like ours.  At both of the national parks there are "Primitive Sites" where it's just you and the woods.  We stayed away from these sites like the plague... I figure if that's what Jeff wanted he should have married someone else - end of story. :)  Either way, just be advised that with the right research and planning you should be able to find a site that is perfect for your comfort level whether that is KOA resort, basic public site, or more rustic.*


Myth: To camp, you must be willing to sleep on the ground, eat only granola and beef jerky, and disconnect from all things modern.

Truth: We took an eight person tent for just the two of us.  In it, we had room for a queen sized, double layer air-mattress with sheets, a foldable night stand, all of our luggage, and two camping chairs.  There was plenty of room for standing, walking-around, even doing cartwheels if I'd felt so inclined... And, even during a thunder storm, we sat safely and cozily inside it playing Boggle and Mancala. (I do strongly recommend that you choose one campsite and stay there for a few nights... It was very nice to have a kind-of "home-base" and only have to set all this up once - although the set-up was relatively simple.



In the mornings, we drank french-pressed Starbucks coffee; and, for dinner, we ate everything from hot-dogs and chili (my favorite meal) to filet mignon and asparagus.  We did NOT go hungry or stoop to the level of beef jerky and Ramen. 


And, from our campsites, we had perfect cell-phone service and access to the internet; but also, the complete freedom to turn those items off and feel completely serene in the quiet nature around us. (Are you convinced yet?!?)

*PLEASE NOTE: While my experience was the perfect balance of nature and convenience... Jeff is mostly responsible for it. He knows what he is doing.  He has excellent equiptment and pretty much does everything while I organize the car and hand him things as he needs them.  Camping like this DEFINITELY has its advantages, but it does take some planning ahead of time.  I'm not sure how this would go for two novices.

Here are a few MUST HAVES:

  • 20 degree (or below) sleeping bags... It gets VERY COLD at night no matter how warm it is during the day... We learned this hard way and had to make a purchase on Day 2.

  • Headlamps, lanterns, etc. (Most nights, it stayed light until after 10PM, BUT when it gets dark, it gets DARK.)

  • A propane stove and basic dishes.  (You can buy all of this at Wal-Mart.)

  • A good cooler and plenty of access to ice.

Myth: Camping is scary.

Truth: Well, we did have Bear Spray.  I may as well just remind you of that first; there is just no getting around it.  We could - at any given point - have been attacked by bears.  That said, when we checked out the statistics on Google the other day, we found out that the likelihood of being killed in a bear related accident is approximately 1 in 9.2 million.  It seems the National Parks use the fear factor to their advantage in keeping people from leaving trash and food out at night.  I'm ok with that. 


Other than the threat of bears and other wildlife, I felt 100% safe at night.  It helped that I had Jeff beside me (who made quite a spectacle out of sleeping next to his pocket-knife); but honestly, most of the noises etc. that I heard were innocent bullfrogs, birds, or the people at the site next door.  Besides, most days we had played so hard and were so exhausted, that we fell asleep almost instantly after zipping up our sleeping bags. 

To be perfectly honest, staying in a 2-star hotel in New York City is much scarier!!


Ok... hope I haven't bored you with my new knowledge!! PLEASE feel free to leave additional questions in the comment section... I'm planning to do a much more detailed account of our trip complete with our route, tips, packing lists, etc. on a separate blog page once we return in case anyone wants to re-create it for themselves. In the meantime, update tomorrow on Vancouver & Seattle!

Until then,
 

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Addy's Summer Vacation

Just in case you were feeling sorry for Addy - being shipped from one set of grandparents to another - I thought I'd share a few photos we've been e-mailed since we've been gone.


Oh you know... Just ordinary dog stuff like swimming in a pool, sunbathing on actual beach chairs, and riding with her head out the sun-roof... And these don't even show her shopping at Lowe's & PetSmart, hiking, or watching Animal Planet in my parents' bed while they are gone... Poor thing! She's obviously having a miserable time.  Something tells me she will never be the same again. ;)

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Guest Post... Baby Ventriloquism and Other Ways to Talk Your Way into Motherhood

Well, with a topic like this, you KNOW I couldn't resist a guest post from my new blog friend Stephanie!  While I'm busy traveling the U-S-A and using every car-confined moment to talk "baby" with Jeff (just kidding... kind-of), enjoy this hilarious history & advice from Stephanie in Suburbia...
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Greetings, all! I’m Stephanie and I blog over at Stephanie in Suburbia, where I mostly talk about crazy neighbors and trying to navigate Suburbia after years spent in big cities. I asked E if I could take over a post largely in support of her quest to get her hubs to start the baby-making already! Since I play Mom to 7-month-old Wee ‘Burb, she thought me qualified to talk about how to convince your partner they’re ready for parenthood.

I never thought I would be qualified for such a title, because Wee ‘Burb was planned like a trip around the world. We planned our wedding date largely around when we wanted to start trying for a baby, and we had names picked out before the rings. It took ZERO convincing for that man to put a bun in my oven, largely because of the dreaded 4-0.

Hubby had turned 37 when we were married, and all of a sudden decided he was 40. And because he was 40, well he had to have kids soon because otherwise he’d be 60 when they graduate and he’d be showing up in a cane, which would inevitably catch on our child’s gown, and the whole ceremony would be ruined by the old fuddy-duddy who dared not to find the right woman until he was 35.

So, we got married in October, took an awesome honeymoon, and on January 1, I threw the pills away. March brought us a nice little plus sign on the ole stick and the rest, as they say, is history.

Throughout the start of the pregnancy, Hubby was also quite determined that we would have two babies fairly close together... Although I was insanely jealous of people growing up who had siblings closer in age, three months after Wee 'Burb was born, sleep deprivation, feeling totally helpless as your freshly clean, fed and rested child is screaming for no reason, and thinking your body will NEVER look like it did on your wedding day again were NOT the emotions of a woman ready to have another little monkey running around... yet.

Okay, so now you’re wondering where does the convincing come in? Why did E ask this chick to talk about convincing when she had to do none? Well, about 5 months in, things got easier. I figured out my baby. I love my baby. I want more of her. About 20, please. But, all of a sudden, Mister “I’m 40 and going to die without spreading my genetic seed” is like “I’m cool for now.” Say whah?

Here’s how the conversations typically go:

Stephanie holds the baby so she’s peeking around a corner, smiling at her daddy. “Daddy, I need a sibling. Don’t you think I would make a great older sister? You sure are a great daddy!” all while Wee ‘Burb giggles because nothing makes her laugh more than Mommy pretending to be her while she gets to stare at Daddy. And, Mommy knows, nothing can break down resistance like a cute baby. (Seriously, E, you need to find you a cute baby and just constantly wave it in front of the Hubs’ face, the strongest man will crumble…the first time).

I don't know this baby... (Credit)

And, if that still doesn't work... Here are some of my responses (admittedly hormone-driven, but equally valid in most cases) to his (okay, perhaps valid) arguments:

Him: We don’t have the money.

Me: Nobody does. Your parents raised three kids before 30 on like $5 an hour! You all turned out fine…or sort of fine…okay, maybe it’s a bad example. Moving on!

[But seriously, you never have enough money, except you somehow do. I don’t advocate giving birth homeless, but if you’re considering waiting until loans are gone or you’re out of credit card debt, you’re letting the best little money-drainer pass you by.]

Him: I just got a new job.

Me: It won’t be new by the time we try. I’m thinking fall. A little celebration of Wee ‘Burb’s first year! Think of it, her present for her 2nd birthday will be a new brother or sister.

[I do advocate feeling out timelines. Sometimes I can get him to say something like “maybe after she’s 1” or “after she’s potty-trained” and that gives me something to work with. Oooh, I just told him about this post and he said: “Jeez, Stephanie, at least let me get my first paycheck!” Ah, the timelines are dwindling, people!]

Him: Do you remember being pregnant?

Me: Crap. Yes, that did suck.

[What can I say? I found it neither magical nor amazing. Mostly it felt like a hangover for three months, then an alien invasion the other six. But worth every darn day, no question.]

That should tell you how much I want this, because I am willing to do it again! And now I know what to expect. It will be easier, I can prepare.

Him (and, incidentally, a lot of family members): She’s not even a year old. Don’t you want to take time with her, give her attention? Nurture her?

Me quoting Dr Phil [my hubby loves him some Dr. Phil]: The heart has an infinite capacity to love.

[But seriously, my kid is awesome: She’s happy, she will always be taken care of, she will always get my hugs and kisses and bedtime stories. And so will the new baby, that’s life. The same way you can love your family, and your husband, and your friends, and make room for them all in 24-hour days combined with crap like work and bills and traffic.]


I’m breaking him down, I can tell. As he gets more secure in his job and we develop a routine, he’s starting to see the possibility. Wee ‘Burb is very independent, has been since day one, so the less she needs him, the more I can see him eyeing our future. And that’s when I get right in there with the baby ventriloquism.

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Here's hoping I have my own success in baby ventriloquism story soon!  Thanks Stephanie, I LOVE this!  We women and our words!  What advice would you guys add? 


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