Stradbroke Island Camping. Day 3The mother's phrase book, Page 227a contains the following advice.
When child says "But Mum, it's not fair. [Insert name of child's friend here] is allowed to do it."
Mum is to reply: "Well if [Insert name of child's friend here] jumped off a cliff would you do it too?"
Apparently the answer is supposed to be no but as my camping buddies Daniel, 16, and Scott, 14, showed today if one was going to jump off a cliff the other certainly was not going to miss out. The boys are masters at dune jumping in a way that makes me glad that my son is a home boy. Scary stuff.
To me just the business of going camping is enough of a big leap out of the comfort zone. Home again and after a long bath I can reveal that while I am not exactly a convert I did have a great time.
But the truth is I just don't get it. I presume that the idea of camping is to get away from it all. As I walked around the camping ground, however, and looked at the extravagantly elaborate tents and annexes plus camping accessories that must have cost a king's ransom it rather struck me that many campers only wanted to get away from it all if they could take it all with them.
There is a lovely camaraderie about camping but there is also so much messing around to get simple chores like cooking and eating out of the way.
I guess you just have to throw yourself in. Either you will enjoy it or not and just because [insert friend's name here] thinks going camping is a good idea doesn't mean you have to. Certainly there was no way I was throwing myself off the cliff like these teens. This girl is happier with her feet on the ground and her body sleeping in a bed.