I brought this book because it sounded like it had huge potential. I went camping in the 70's and had some interesting experiences (not least getting totally flooded out on a site in St Olaves even though my dad chose the highest spot to camp on). [The site is now almost totally flooded and actually a marina for Broads Cruisers]. But I digress - I really thought this would be a good book. I certainly remember using something like a bucket although I think it was a very early porta potie but took some balance as I remember and strict instructions of 'no number twos'. But this book starts off ok but I feel like in the end she almost goes too far. I just can't believe that her parents would keep trying if they had such hideous experiences.
I must admit we never went abroad so maybe the first intrepid campers in France did have it hard but it seems to me that most people would give up camping if they had one or maybe two terrible experiences. I did laugh in places but in the end I just found myself saying 'oh yeah' and being glad when it came to an end.
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