Ask my wife if she wants to go camping, and she will look at you with a look that is somewhere between anger, fear, and disgust, and somewhat sarcastically says, “Really?” If perhaps this sarcasm is lost and you in your enthusiasm for the idea and you say, “Yeah camping. let’s go do that.”, she will instantly and without mercy tell you, “No” in a way that leaves little doubt about her feelings on the subject.
IF though, you are somehow stupid enough to believe that because she married you she loves you enough that there is a chance you might be able to use your charms to persuade her, and continue to press the idea, she will disabuse you of your ridiculous beliefs and crush these illusions with an absolutely definitive “Fuck off!” that would leave even the most optimistic without question as to her immovable position on the idea.
For all of those forlorn, and romantic dreamers who want to experience the adventurous of camping, but whose partner is like mine, a city girl to the bone, I present you, complete with lots of shiny luxurious photos,… Glamping, and our definitive guide to same.
