The Funny Things

I conceded defeat last week and bought one of those fold up toilet seats after my recent experience of needing to pee at night while camping. Charming. I used to love roughing it, mainly because that meant being able to go places no-one else went. Now the high country is heaving with 4WDs and no where is private any more so its hardly worth it. I'll need a bloody shower tent next. Sigh 

That is a Classic, @kezmusc - Rum is my poison of choice!   ;)  And I am with you & Annie re camping ..... I prefer a bit of comfort - and our ancient VW Transporter doesn't quite 'cut it' either!! 

@"Annie C"  - currently the little bastards are eating our Orange and Tangelo trees and newly planted passionfruit vine  .... but they won't touch the lemon trees!   We've caught & relocated one possum ....... but as our neighbours have been feeding them for 30 years & now left the property ..... they are obviously foraging wider   :(  

@kezmusc
My idea of camping is now a 5 star hotel. 

On an age pension and a little bit of superannuation that's out. Dreams are still there with a 3 star hotel! Just got to cut the cloth to suit the budget a bit!

@Blossom1961
It's amazing what possums will eat.

We once woke up in the tent to the noise of something munching. We hadn’t left any food out but we got up to take a look anyway. A possum had chewed the lid off our pepper jar and was happily munching away. 

Actually Annie, I am really not a fan of camping at all.   I'd much rather be sitting on a high rise balcony somewhere overlooking the ocean. I have enough critters and dust at home and have camped in the back of the car or a horse trailer way too often. I  do it for the family time because they all love it and I always have a good time once I'm there. 

What I don't like is having to walk a bloody mile busting for the loo in the middle of the night or cold, flooded showers with nowhere to put your clothes.

Plus you know, champagne tastes,beer wages. Beats the heck out of doing nothing right?.

@kezmusc

Bugga, you could have "pretended". There might have been some interesting conversations. 

Your experience is why I no longer go camping - bladder and sight that are not what they used to be. Plus getting off the ground is not a pretty sight. Add to those, the ability to wander off in any direction..............

Now if only my hearing was as bad as my sight and bladder and my very challenged directional ability, I might not hear all the screechings, snufflings and slitherings that keep me awake at night! 

No Annie, only because I don't drink rum.!!

@kezmusc
Did you pull up a chair?

Hehe love it @kezmusc 😂

Great idea @inkpetal.

You get to a stage through this that you just have to laugh at the random shit you do.

I tend to get very bad disorientation at times, thankyouTamoxifen, this used to really freak me out  but I am somewhat used to it now.  I once got lost in a shopping mall for over and hour LOL. 

So these days if I go somewhere unfamiliar I am careful to take notice of things so if I get lost I can find my way home.  Dear lord the things we have to do.

Australia day weekend we went camping. We stayed at a very large camp ground and of course that weekend it was jam packed. Boats, campers and people everywhere.

Now my bladder is not what it used to be, as I am sure many of you will understand, so I had been backwards and forwards to the loo block several times that afternoon, which was about 50m away from where we were camped, taking note of what vehicles and boats were parked around us. No problem, got that down pat.

All was well until it got dark.  A few  glasses of wine later I toddle of to the loo and somehow manage to come out of the door on the other side which I hadn't realised at that time. After walking for 5 minutes or so in the dark I can't see anything familiar and I am heading towards the water, oh shit I am lost...yet again. 

About face. Trying to not look like a drunken idiot wandering around the campground I think I've spotted us.  Yes!  I unlost myself. Good job me.

 I make a grand entrance into the campsite by tripping over a tent rope and trying to make light of my almost face plant (I have not looked around at anyone yet) I proclaim "Well obviously I need another drink!" An unfamiliar voice replies, "Well love, all we have here is rum, so if you're happy with that pull up a chair".

Not out campsite!