Seriously, at the risk of sounding like a rant over something seemingly shallow, why on earth is it assumed by some fellow Canadians that if I don't enjoy sleeping on the ground (sometimes befuddling paying to do so), then I am not either real enough or gasp 'Canadian' enough. While I don't generally look down my nose at those who choose to carry a bare minimum of necessities into the woods in order to commune with whatever they are communing with, I have found a concept new to me that I love. So in honour of May 2 4, our first long weekend of the year that many people recognize only in reference to a 2 4 of beer (not slagging it, pass me a Keiths)I give you glamping...glamourous/camping. I think Queen Victoria would approve.
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