My kind of camping

The last time we went camping, "real" camping was about two years ago and it did not go according to plan due to the thunderstorm that ended up flooding our tent in the middle of the night. I vowed never to camp again and Jeremy didn't even want to go in the first place, so you can imagine how he felt. But we do like to be up in the mountains, and it's always prettier and cooler in the fall, so this year we got a steal of a deal on a place up in Luray called Jellystone Park. We didn't really know what to expect, but this weekend was so great that I think it surpassed anything we could have imagined. First, the weather was just right, mid 60's during the day and chilly, but brisk at night. Second, the cabin. We chose to forgo the tent and rent out a cabin, sans bathroom, but cozy and warm with a heater, electricity and a TV. And there was a charcoal grill and a fire ring for all of our cooking needs. Third, the location. Not only was the view spectacular and only about an hour away from home, but Jellystone had so many activities to choose from that we never had a chance to be bored. They had kids programs throughout the day like hula hooping contests, jelly bean relays, candy bar bingo (our favorite), tractor rides, Yogi cartoons and coloring, paddle boats, a great playground and two huge jumping pillows (another favorite). We also did some hiking both there at the park and at nearby Arrowhead Lake. In the end, the consensus was that this was the perfect place for our family, just the right balance of nature, comfort, and things to do and we will definitely be back again next year.