has been tentatively (ho ho) set for the bank holiday weekend, 14-15-16 July. I’m trying to convice him to pitch somewhere near an onsen, but, apparently, if it’s near an onsen it isn’t isolated enough for his liking, so we shall see. My first camping experience – how exciting. I almost got carried away and bought some dried apricot dust and some magic outdoor pasta shell bars from the outdoor adventure shop, until I realised that (a) they cost more than they camping stove on the next shelf along, and (b) who on earth wants to eat pasta shells in a bar?
I’ll take a couple of onigiri though, to throw at the bears.