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It wasn't KOA Kampgrounds that scarred me, I'm sure they are great people. It was the actual camping that did it. We had one of those small, pop-up campers. It was made to fit 4 people. When we went on vacations it was my mom, my dad, my brother, me...and my aunt & uncle. Do you see the math already?! Of course my little brother and I couldn't sleep in the camper. Nope, we slept in the "Add A Room". Room my ass, it was a freakin' tarp held up by metal poles. At best it was a large tent. Sleeping on an air mattress, on ground that is severely inclined just sucks.

Then there were meals. My dad is not necessarily a good griller. He tends to char everything, to the point where it disintegrates in your mouth. "Gee, dad, that was great. Can I have another soot burger, please?"

Pretending to be homeless was not, and is not, my idea of a vacation.

Updated Mar 18, 2008