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Hey /out/, I'm looking for some advice.
I've been /out/ since I can remember pretty much. Sleeping outside in garden dens being the first of it. My wife too has always had the urge, though it took a little guidance and encouragement to make it flourish. We're both in our 30s, no kids, livin' the good life.
As families do, people got talking. This year my wife got talked into going to a site with one of her sisters, their kids and another set of kids from the family (one of my wife's sisters is too much of a tightass to buy a tent and go, so has foisted her kids off) so I am going camping for the 1st time with five kids aged nine down to a year old. I have no fucking idea what to do. I am /out/ (although disabled, I'm it clawing back) wife is casual tier out (likes easy hikes in good weather) rest of family are pale, pasty, never been outside x factor watchers. The kids aren't like we were as kids. we used to /out/ 'erry day...these kids all *have to have* cbeebies (fucktard britbong tv for kids) on 24/7, live on tendies, and are lost without ipads and a wifi connection. None of them can ride a bike, let alone own one. this is what I'm up against.
To rub salt in the would, my mother in law is also coming along with a pair of her camperv& buddies. mother inlaw is another total no-/out and the camperv& buddies are mid 60s and like to hit naturist sites...
No matter which way I play this, it's going to be a clusterfuck. Even though it's full on car glamping, the rest of the family is going to be woefully under prepared, complain at every last thing outside of the normal scope of their daily activities, and the kids will be wild and into everything before they become unmanageable when they become bored.
TL:DR
Forced to take indoor family/bratish kids camping. I cant get out of it, it's one of those family commitment bullshit things. How do I survive without losing my mind? We have no Skinwalkers in Wales take 'em away.
I've been /out/ since I can remember pretty much. Sleeping outside in garden dens being the first of it. My wife too has always had the urge, though it took a little guidance and encouragement to make it flourish. We're both in our 30s, no kids, livin' the good life.
As families do, people got talking. This year my wife got talked into going to a site with one of her sisters, their kids and another set of kids from the family (one of my wife's sisters is too much of a tightass to buy a tent and go, so has foisted her kids off) so I am going camping for the 1st time with five kids aged nine down to a year old. I have no fucking idea what to do. I am /out/ (although disabled, I'm it clawing back) wife is casual tier out (likes easy hikes in good weather) rest of family are pale, pasty, never been outside x factor watchers. The kids aren't like we were as kids. we used to /out/ 'erry day...these kids all *have to have* cbeebies (fucktard britbong tv for kids) on 24/7, live on tendies, and are lost without ipads and a wifi connection. None of them can ride a bike, let alone own one. this is what I'm up against.
To rub salt in the would, my mother in law is also coming along with a pair of her camperv& buddies. mother inlaw is another total no-/out and the camperv& buddies are mid 60s and like to hit naturist sites...
No matter which way I play this, it's going to be a clusterfuck. Even though it's full on car glamping, the rest of the family is going to be woefully under prepared, complain at every last thing outside of the normal scope of their daily activities, and the kids will be wild and into everything before they become unmanageable when they become bored.
TL:DR
Forced to take indoor family/bratish kids camping. I cant get out of it, it's one of those family commitment bullshit things. How do I survive without losing my mind? We have no Skinwalkers in Wales take 'em away.
