"This isn't so bad. You said camping. I was thinking we were roughing it," (She) said.
"Um," (He) swallowed. "That camper belongs to our neighbor.
This is us."
(She) wondered if that bed & breakfast they passed had any vacancies.
"Is it really that bad?" (He) asked.
"I am so the outdoor type."(She) said. "I love not washing, sleeping on the ground, walking a half mile to the bathroom, killer insects, and campfire smoke in my bristles...love it."