“I can do it as long as they have showers, ” I said. “No problem. San Onofre has showers.” he replied. So I was on board. Max is old enough that it’s not terrible to camp with him. Camping is cheaper than hotel rooms, making our travel budget stretch just a little further and allowing Justin to get more surfing time in, which makes him incredibly happy. Camping seemed so exciting when I was growing up… because we NEVER did it. I can remember camping twice before marriage (girls camp not included… and when my mom was in charge of girl’s camp we stayed in cabins.) So I am a complete camping newbie.
The day of the trip we got stuck in some bad construction traffic. We pulled into our campsite around 11 pm CA time which is midnight our time. Justin looked at my face and said, “Do you want to just find a hotel?” I was tempted, but I held strong, and now I want to marry the tent we recently purchased. It says on the box you can put it up in 10 minutes. Not true, you can put it up in 5. We had our kids in the tent within 15 minutes of arrival. Then I meandered over to the bathrooms to brush my teeth and saw this….Yep those were the advertised “showers”. Outside beach showers. I tabled it for later and headed back to the tent. I crawled into our tent and listen to our neighbors talk and laugh loudly with their lanterns shining directly into our tent for the next 2 hours until the park rangers came and shut them down.
The next morning we helped Justin skope out a surf spot and then went and cuddled back in our tent. The sun comes up about 5:30 am in the summer in CA now, in case you were wondering…Then we headed up to San Clemente to meet cousins and play.
Magical day… no one showered that night.