A couple years ago, I allowed my little ladies to convince me to go camping with them.
I went out plus bought bug spray, a whole new portable heater, a blow-up mattress plus a sleeping bin that was rated for mountain climbers sleeping below negative 30 degrees.
They teased me because it was July plus the very coldest temps at night, were in the eighties. I was not going to risk getting cold, because I hate being cold. So there. I bought spray shampoo, plus towelettes that were made to replace a regular bath, if you are ever stranded where there are no facilities. I hated the lingering aroma of the campfire plus I was not going to wear it, not all day and all night long. I had all of my newly gathered necessities sitting out next to me on the grass when they arrived on Wednesday morning. My gear took up more than half of the trunk of the car, plus now I was worrying. No 1 else had brought a tent, but there was 1 more girl to pick up. I was still desperately hoping there was a tent, plus hopefully some way to easily hook up my heater. When she got into the car, she only had a small knapsack, so I asked how she was going to be able to sleep without a sleeping bag. They all smiled plus began to laugh. When we finally got to the camping area, there were nothing but small cabins all over the entire arena. There was not only heating, but there was also updated air conditioning plus beds that would sleep more than ten people.