So part of this festival trip I took was about getting back into
camping again. Some essential camping gear.
I got most of my tent up without any help. I couldn't work out
how the inner metal things worked, but someone kindly helped
me after watching me looking at the instructions for ten minutes
with a look that said I would rather be in the bar.
When I bought the tent from Tescos for ten pounds it did seem a good
deal. However when I looked around the camp site of 10000 people I did
feel a bit cheap having such a basic tent. Some people had huge tents
with awnings and almost fully equipped kitchens. The tent was some
kind of pastoral blue, so it didn't look like a hard core camping
tent. Also the forecast was for heavy rain on Saturday and Sunday and
it wasn't clear my little tent could take it (although it was OK in
the end). I had gone out and got a better sleeping bag from Blacks,
rather than use the sleeping bag I got from Home bargains for 5 pounds.
The first thing I noticed about the tent was that it wasn't ensuite.
So I had to get up and walk through the mud a couple of times during the
night to relieve myself.
I had a two man tent, but there wasn't too much space. I got used to
it in the end. My mum told me to not to touch the tent walls because
that lets the water in. I was very paranoid about this and every time
I did touch the walls, I did expect that God would punish me, in the
same way he gave me bad eyesight. I think I needed a small ground
sheet just outside the door, so I could put my boots on.
The tents were pretty close together. So I could hear people talking
until late at night. The music starts playing at 12:00pm, so
most people seemed to stay up late, then get up late. This is what
I would have done if I had been with a group of people.
I felt refreshed in the morning, so I can't complain.
OK, next time I will be better organized. When I was young, my family
used to go on camping trips. Somehow the tent would always get blown
down or flooded, or we would get attacked by blood sucking insects.
Anyway these disasters would at least stop the arguments and
fights for a little while, so we could all relax a bit.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
camping with the green man
So part of this festival trip I took was about getting back into
camping again. Some essential camping gear.
I got most of my tent up without any help. I couldn't work out
how the inner metal things worked, but someone kindly helped
me after watching me looking at the instructions for ten minutes
with a look that said I would rather be in the bar.
When I bought the tent from Tescos for ten pounds it did seem a good
deal. However when I looked around the camp site of 10000 people I did
feel a bit cheap having such a basic tent. Some people had huge tents
with awnings and almost fully equipped kitchens. The tent was some
kind of pastoral blue, so it didn't look like a hard core camping
tent. Also the forecast was for heavy rain on Saturday and Sunday and
it wasn't clear my little tent could take it (although it was OK in
the end). I had gone out and got a better sleeping bag from Blacks,
rather than use the sleeping bag I got from Home bargains for 5 pounds.
The first thing I noticed about the tent was that it wasn't ensuite.
So I had to get up and walk through the mud a couple of times during the
night to relieve myself.
I had a two man tent, but there wasn't too much space. I got used to
it in the end. My mum told me to not to touch the tent walls because
that lets the water in. I was very paranoid about this and every time
I did touch the walls, I did expect that God would punish me, in the
same way he gave me bad eyesight. I think I needed a small ground
sheet just outside the door, so I could put my boots on.
The tents were pretty close together. So I could hear people talking
until late at night. The music starts playing at 12:00pm, so
most people seemed to stay up late, then get up late. This is what
I would have done if I had been with a group of people.
I felt refreshed in the morning, so I can't complain.
OK, next time I will be better organized. When I was young, my family
used to go on camping trips. Somehow the tent would always get blown
down or flooded, or we would get attacked by blood sucking insects.
Anyway these disasters would at least stop the arguments and
fights for a little while, so we could all relax a bit.