Glamping

Now and then, effete brie eaters like to pretend to “get back to nature” without, you know, having to have any contact with nature, any effort beyond swiping a credit card, and any change to their routine of unvaried comfort.  Behold!  There is a business to cater to the Pampered Set who want to “camping” but don’t want the hassle of camping: Glamping!

I notice they offer this even at our family’s Hidden Island Redoubt where we go each Memorial and Labor Day.  Happily, they will not be there on those days, because the sheer wrongness waves this whole enterprise emits would destroy the fabric of space and time and mess up my sleep.

If you go camping, go camping.  If you want a bed and breakfast, just do that. Oy!