Glamping
Glamping: What is it?
That term might be familiar jargon nowadays or it’s new to you. Either way now is the time to check out where you can “glamp”.
Where?
There are literally countless places to go glamping. Picking a place that’s close to you for your first outing might be the best course of action. But if you feel like jumping right in, then you might even like to glamp somewhere internationally. Some spots you can check out are found on the following website; Glamping Hub. This can give you great inspiration and ideas and where and how to plan your glamping trip.
How?
It might be a really great idea to bring along a couple of friends on your journey! The more the merrier right? This can also cut down on costs and make the time you spend more enjoyable and memorable. Planning a trip with others can also expand your ideas about where you might like to visit. There’s so much to see and do! Check out these US spots; Glamping Spots in the USA.
When?
The best time of year to go is whenever you can! Because there are so many options in so many different places, glamping is more accessible than ever! So start planning your trip now! It can take a little time to figure out all the details, choose who is coming with you and how long you want to stay.
Credit: Glamping Hub & Top Glamping Locations
Check out The Full Article below at NY Times Glamping
I’ve never been an outdoorswoman. Though I’m from Texas, spent pivotal teenage years in Kentucky and grew up around hunters and farmers, there’s a difference between spending time outside and living, cooking and sleeping with nature.
Giselle Burgess, a mother of five and a Girl Scout troop leader whom I met while researching a book about a troop that started in a homeless shelter, helped me with my first camping trip in 2017. She loves camping, loves the lingering scent of campfire smoke in her clothes and even prides herself on locating, pinching and plucking ticks. Staying at Camp Kaufmann, the sprawling campground owned by the Girl Scouts of Greater New York, I had the right gear thanks to Giselle, but I slept in a bed and was allowed to shower.
I’m not above sleeping outside, and because of my reporting, I never forget that thousands of New Yorkers experiencing homelessness call the city’s streets home. But camping in wooded areas, in a tent? I was scared. All I could imagine was a bear tearing into my tent because a graham cracker crumb from a s’more had followed me.
What’s scarier, more dangerous and more likely than bears this year? The coronavirus.
The thought of the virus creeping through the H.V.A.C. systems of hotels and restaurants has paralyzed me. I refuse to even enter grocery stores, opting instead for deliveries, open-air farmers’ markets and a co-op in my neighborhood that only allows one customer at a time every 15 minutes. And while cheap flights keep calling my name, enticing me to travel to a faraway locale, I would spend the entire time worried about other passengers.
All my fears meant the only vacation possible this summer would have to involve the outdoors and camping. But stretching a blue tarp between trees the way Giselle expertly shields a campsite from rain was not happening. First, everyone else in the United States seems to be camping. The best equipment was sold out or appeared to be back-ordered for months. So I opted for a little more comfort and plunged into the no-muss, no-fuss world of glamping.