Always The Odd Ball

I have noticed whenever I go somewhere I am the odd ball out. Maybe it's just me or maybe it's the places I go, but in the end I stick out like a sore thumb.

I am on vacation this week and decided to take the wife camping. I love camping this time of year because there is the smell of fall in the air, I don't have to run the AC in the camper and when I am cooking outside I am not miserably hot.
Last summer we bought into a nice camping resort and have been waiting to take full advantage of it for the past few months. Fall brings on festivities at these places and the one we are at is having a Halloween blow out this weekend.  The kids really enjoyed it last year when we came as guests.
We have been here for three days now and are really missing the kids. I thought I would welcome the time away from everything with just me and the wife, but my kids make me whole and without them I feel something is missing.

Don't get me wrong, I am really liking the whole do nothing aspect of this being we have been so busy the past few months and I am really enjoying the late night hot tub runs, the sitting outside without anything to do and all that, but it seams the noise the kids make is what sooths me the most.
All three will be here Saturday morning and I am really looking forward to it.

The reason I say I am the odd ball here is because even though we have a camper, we spend most of our time outside it. We eat outside, cook outside and even do nothing outside. The only time you will find us in the camper is when we are sleeping. The strange thing is that we are the only ones doing that. I almost feel like I'm in a zoo exhibit when people drive by. They point and stare like I'm an attraction or something. I point back and laugh.  Funny people!

All the campers around me are full of folks watching TV, cooking, eating and living just like they would at home. Me, I don't understand that. These people spend all week cooped up in their little offices, then go home to their house with neighbors less than twenty feet from them and when they go outside it's in their little fenced off back yard. Then they spend their whole vacation cooped up in their little campers.

Complain I will not because the wife and I have had the run of the place. The rec-centers, the pools, the hot tubs, the showers and the bathrooms. Nobody leaves their campers so it's like a ghost town here and we are taking full advantage of it.

I guess what is boils down to is that we do what we are comfortable with. These city folks feel like they are on vacation by doing what they do at home and the same with me. At home I cook outside, shower outside, eat outside and even just sit around outside. So I guess the camper people can say the same about me as I say about them, "Why do they go on vacation to work, they could have just done that at home".   
And I'm the odd ball.