I JUST LIVED IN A TREEHOUSE FOR TWO DAYS

I like camping, just not as much as my husband does. So I found a good middle ground.
  1. I found a campground on the Shenandoah river....bucolic and not too far of a drive.
  2. This campground ALSO had a treehouse for rent right on the river.
  3. So it was either pitching a tent or sleeping in a treehouse.
  4. Here's what they looked like when we got to the treehouse
  5. Then we went exploring a little
  6. Then we ate marshmallows
  7. Then we floated
  8. Then we played with fire
  9. Then we saw this v v chill dog floatin by
    Just fully living it's best life
  10. Then we saw a shitton of bugs
  11. Are you poisonous lil guy?!
  12. WHAT ARE YOU
    (Not my pic bc I was busy deep breathing and coaching my husband through removing it from our picnic table)
  13. Ok you're cool.
  14. Then we whined about not being able to take a Canoe ride til after lunch
  15. Then we took a canoe ride
    (No pictures taken bc holy shit we were so bad at it, huckleberry fail)
  16. We roasted hotdogs over the fire like a bunch of Boy Scouts from the '50s
  17. Then we drank celebratory Father's Day beer out of plastic little mermaid cups.
  18. In conclusion, I can confidently recommend tree house camping.