A Secret Exposed!

You expect your parents to not tell you a lot of things about life, in order for you to spend the majority of your formative years working it out for yourself. However, there appear to be some things that my mother felt she would keep to herself, even into my mid-20's. For this disservice, I can only express wonder and amazement, and I hope to inform you, avid readers, of this discovery.

On our recent 'Impromptu Jaunt' to Hervey Bay and Fraser Island, Miln and I discovered the absolute joys of camping. Namely, the first class accommodation of Windmill Caravan Site, Hervey Bay.

On arrival, with our tent and beer in tow, we met Sue - the owner of this establishment. She informed us that one night's stay, including full use of facilities, a car space for Jayden and a small area of grass to pitch our tent on, would cost $22.00 - this is the first point (1) which I provide as evidence for the superiority of this method of accom.

After finding our tent site, and being given biscuits and juice by Sue (free of charge), we began to pitch our tent. Having never done this before (without the supervision of a Brownie/Scout Leader) we were slightly apprehensive. But, lo and behold, we were veritable tent constructing geniuses! That tent - a 4 man domed tent with windows - was up and running in less than 6 minutes. The satisfaction of not only managing this task without instruction, but also of doing it in record time, was overwhelming, and therefore proves my second point (2), that camping is interactively satisfying.

Once our tent was up, and looking much like a 5 star hotel would if it were condensed to a 3 metre squared area and covered with a tarpaulin, we moved onwards to inspect the facilities. To our utter shock and amazement, there were the following items of immaculate everyday comfort and living:
Toilets
Showers
Hair Dryer
Kettle
Fridge/Freezer
BBQ's
Toaster
Stoves
Swimming Pool
Never in our wildest dreams did we think that we'd be able to have a shower, or indeed utilise any of the above inventory whilst camping. Our stay was therefore on a par with the most comfortable stay in any hotel/motel known to man - leading us to our third point (3) of absolute comfort and 'home-from-home' appeal.

After all this excitement, I phoned my mother: "So, mum, how long have you known about this camping site thing? Hmm? How many times have you been camping in such an establishment as this and NOT informed me of the delectability of the general arrangement? Hmm? Do you realise the years that have passed me by without the knowledge of this superior form of accommodation?!" She had no excuse - just a tone of regret and sadness at the loss of her one greatest secrets.

Well, people, I urge to analyse points 1, 2 and 3, as outlined above; once the information has sunk in, I suggest a camping trip of your own. I wholly recommend Windmill, http://www.windmillpark.com.au/ and please say hi to Sue for us. Gone are the days of 5 star hotels; welcome to the world of camping.

P.S. The biscuits were Custard Creams and Chocolate Bikkies - not too shabby at all.