When I was a child, my parents enjoyed taking us camping and whilst I never really enjoyed it I didn’t really have a choice in the matter. To be honest camping was never really my thing, and back in the day there was no such luxury as air mattresses so sleeping on the ground was a killer. Coupled with wind and sand, camping does not sit well with me. My husband on the other hand simply loves camping.  He has fond childhood memories as camping was a family tradition for them during the December holiday period.  Having our own children we realised that we want them to experience camping and it would be for them to decide whether they like it or not.  Their school introduced the camp-out fundraisers, and it was an instant hit with them.  Even though the school camp-out was just a one-nighter, they loved the idea of sleeping in a tent. I made a deal with them, I would only go camping if there would be some comfort in it for me.  I don’t want to struggle with setting up a tent for more than an hour, I don’t want the schlep of packing in bedroom- and kitchen essentials.  I want it to be a stress free experience.  Just pack in what is needed and head off.  So in March this year my family and I discovered the pleasures of glamping. For those who don’t know the term glamping is more like glam camping with all the essentials and a few luxuries thrown in. Our first experience was at Ou Skip Resort  in Melkbosstrand.  Their bush camp tents are fully equipped with beds, bedding, bar fridge, two plate stove, kettle, pots, pans, crockery and cutlery.

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