glamping :: out door living

Oh how I wish we had glamping when I grew up. We {seven children and my parents} camped for weeks on end every summer in Prince Edward Island. Those summers were ultimately my most cherished times of my childhood, although I sure would have enjoyed a little more glamour. If I heard it once I heard it a million times, “don’t touch the tent or it’ll leak.”

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