Now I’m not so eager.
The partying late into the night, the inconsiderate drunks, the tire slashing, the bitchy comments sunk squarely and deeply into everyone’s back that thrive in a trailer park, the spiders, the non-recognition for cleaning the pool every morning*, the bitchy comments about how we “voluntarily” cleaned the pool every morning… all can go stuff themselves this year. Actually, I’m not bitter about the actual place, it is quite beautiful. It seemed a handful of people and their attitudes spoiled last year’s mood for me.
So, we’re not seasonals this year.
We cancelled our site mid-winter after a long talk about this summer and what we want to do. After a while into the conversation, we realized that the campground had no place in our plans, emotionally or financially. So we’ve returned our site back to the list and this weekend, are going up to sell the shed and bring home the personal stuff.
*We were compensated by the owners for our summer of pool-boyism, by way of a next year discount!