Flipping channels the other day — as I so often do because, as we all know, there are 150 channels and everyone of them is a horror channel showing things like Honey Boo Boo, or Miley Cyrus or reruns of “The Brady Bunch” — I discovered just how badly we are roughing it.
The new trend, according to cable television, is not camping; apparently it is “glamping.” That’s “glamour,” meaning luxurious, sparkly and expensive, and “camping” meaning near a tree, combined. Clever, right?
One such glamping resort offers a rustic wine bar, organic garden, wood-fired sauna, sculpture garden, heated spring-water shower and prepared meals. What? No cabana boys to fan you while you nap on a hand-woven hemp hammock feeding you s’mores?
If that’s not enough, you could always pick up a top-of-the-line camper complete with a terrace and a bar. The eleMMent palazzo motor home is a 430-square-foot vehicle that also features a huge, luxurious master bedroom, a 40-inch television, a lounge that emerges with a push of a button and under-floor heating. All this could be yours for just $3.1 million. Now that’s camping.
Me? There are no wine bars or luxurious master bedrooms where I am. But with any luck, I remembered the s’mores this time. If so, I will survive roughing it in the woods once again.
— Rebecca Todd is a freelance writer and the author of the book “What’s the Point?” available at booklocker.com. Contact her at email@example.com.