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My dad just called wanting to know of a good place near here (Tampa) to take his kids (half-sibs, ages 5 and 7) on their first camping trip this weekend.
"Maybe somewhere north of the Mason-Dixon?" I replied.
Kitsune and I just shook our heads in horror as my dad insisted they were up for an adventure. The heat, the humidity, the bugs, the crowds of a holiday weekend.
"Don't do it," I advised solemnly. "Just don't do it."
My dad doesn't own a tent or any camping gear. His plan is to go pick it all up tonight and break it in tomorrow night. Kits and I have informed him his kids will spend the rest of their lives hating camping after this.
Campfire to roast marshmallows? No need! Just hold them up to the blistering sun...
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