Comments on: Glamping: The Stupidest Thing Ever™

By: Tanya

Tanya — Sun, 11 Nov 2018 05:17:36 +0000

I fell into a brief rabbit hole of consuming the whole of Patriot S2. What a great way to check out for a brief while and avoid the pain of reckoning with Trump news or being confronted with some horrible new lifestyle trend.

By: mfamb

mfamb — Sat, 10 Nov 2018 13:50:06 +0000

it’s funny bc while i KNOW glamping is the worst possible thing to say out loud it’s the only kind of camping i would do. bc it’s true for me that i do love being outdoors but i don’t like being dirty. or if i DO get dirty doing outdoorsy things i want a hot fucking shower with premium soaps and shit. also i want to sit by the outdoor fire but i don’t want to build it. and i want that fish that someone else caught in the stream that i am sleeping 5 feet from, cooked and in my mouth.

By: Romeo

Romeo — Fri, 09 Nov 2018 14:07:24 +0000

So nobody’s going ask about the rape in Greece? If you want to talk about the rape in Greece we’re here for you. If you don’t then that’s OK.

Photos of that cave hotel look nice but I bet the reality is all unpleasant textures plus odors left over from the monthly paleo orgies that the local bigwigs surely have there.

By: Madam Restora

Madam Restora — Fri, 09 Nov 2018 10:45:51 +0000

I went glamping in Rajasthan in March this year. It was very opulent, but by the time I got to Jodpur (where I ‘glamped’) I had a hardcore case of Delhi Belly and rather than relishing the luxury I spent the night feeling like I might die before sunrise.

By: Kellie

Kellie — Fri, 09 Nov 2018 03:48:55 +0000

I. Just. Cant. Even.
I am in my yurt, having a craft cocktail, and on my Vertu.
Just being lowkey and getting back to nature.

By: Dj

Dj — Thu, 08 Nov 2018 19:55:05 +0000

Hate to say it, but I’d rather be glamping than setting up a grubby little tent, a rickety propane stove and hope it doesn’t rain. I want floors, bedswith sheets, meals served and bathrooms please. Did it in four camps in Africa, although one did not have electricity or running water…. loved it. Too old to be a pack mule hiking around with a huge backpack looking for high and dry ground…you would change your mind Sister….

By: ra

ra — Thu, 08 Nov 2018 16:02:20 +0000

The love of experiences always gets me into a weird mental loop. First i think of the Italian Futurists and their love of speed/death— and the idea that we get to worship new things this century but we’ll also get to experience the horror of that— then I think of the 1996 film Cronenberg film Crash // Ballard’s Crash. There’s a spectrum of experiences.

We have a RV thing. It is useful when it isn’t in need of repair. What I really hate is stuff like this: https://burningman.org/event/camps/turnkey-camping/.

By: David Duff

David Duff — Thu, 08 Nov 2018 09:24:37 +0000

As always, this blog is an education! First of all, I can sympathise with JK’s caution on being asked by a lady whether he fancied some, er, “glamping” and I am mightily relieved that he did not, in his usual ex-sailor’s way, jump to the wrong conclusion!

Also, I am grateful for my ‘introduction’ to Eureka Springs, of which I had never heard until now. It looks gorgeous and eccentric and is set in the beautiful Ozarks – dammit, you Yankee-doodles have all the luck!

By: JK

JK — Thu, 08 Nov 2018 05:18:34 +0000

Thanks Sister Wolf, sheds additional light on my last year’s first acquaintance with the term.

I’d asked the woman who was asking if I’d enjoy coming over to Eureka Springs to do “some glamping” me dutifully inquiring “Might you, in ten words or less, explain what the fuck exactly is, glamping?”

“The privies,” she helpfully began “Are stocked with store-bought toilet paper.”

I drove over in the RV.