We debated. When Ottaways suggested earlier in the week that we camp this weekend, we looked at the forecast. 90s and humid. We said "Who wants to go camping just to sit inside in the air conditioning?" We also said, " If we're sitting inside, we could just as well be camping." The deciding factor for me was that if I'm home, I feel like I shouldn't sit--I should clean or something.
So Thursday we brought our 'baby tent' out to Kent Park, perched it in the spot next to Ottaways and paid our money. Then home to finish cleaning the camper from the last trip, restock, and pack. Forgot a few things--to refill the drinking water jugs, for example--but managed to get back out here Friday morning and replace the tent with the trailer.
We did have other schedules to keep: we met Kate and her boys for supper Friday night to celebrate Ty's birthday while Ottaways went to their grandson's football game. But because we're camping, we have spent more time outside than we would have if we were home. With the opening football game going on in nearby Iowa City, the campground is especially festive.
It is warm. Very. And I don't like warm. But I did manage a walk on the very hilly campground road yesterday morning. An old window fan from home helps the air circulate around our lawn chairs when Mother Nature falls down on the the job. And it is a beautiful county park. I do wish Johnson County would take a page from Muscatine County's book and put in a shower house big enough to serve 86 campsites with paper towels or air dryers and more than two showers.
So Thursday we brought our 'baby tent' out to Kent Park, perched it in the spot next to Ottaways and paid our money. Then home to finish cleaning the camper from the last trip, restock, and pack. Forgot a few things--to refill the drinking water jugs, for example--but managed to get back out here Friday morning and replace the tent with the trailer.
We did have other schedules to keep: we met Kate and her boys for supper Friday night to celebrate Ty's birthday while Ottaways went to their grandson's football game. But because we're camping, we have spent more time outside than we would have if we were home. With the opening football game going on in nearby Iowa City, the campground is especially festive.
It is warm. Very. And I don't like warm. But I did manage a walk on the very hilly campground road yesterday morning. An old window fan from home helps the air circulate around our lawn chairs when Mother Nature falls down on the the job. And it is a beautiful county park. I do wish Johnson County would take a page from Muscatine County's book and put in a shower house big enough to serve 86 campsites with paper towels or air dryers and more than two showers.
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