‘Twas the Night Before Glamping…

The night before Christmas is one of excitement and anticipation, just like the night before a holiday.  With this in mind we bring you our take on the classic festive poem ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas.

‘Twas the night before glamping, when all through the house

Every creature was packing, even the mouse!

The sleeping bags were packed, and our camping chairs

And all were excited that we’d soon be there

The children were excited, they won’t go to bed

While visions of campfires danced in their heads

The packing was finished, don’t need to take much

We’re going glamping, for that special touch

Then in the garage there arose such a clatter

I leapt out of my chair to see what was the matter

Away to the driveway I was there in a flash

Flung open the door and heard a second crash

My partner was there, in the car bags were going

And pots and pans fell in the toing and froing

We’re packing for glamping and cooking outdoors

No ransacking the kitchen, all cupboards, all drawers

With the car packed and ready we’re all set to go

Just one sleep left before we’re off, tally-ho!

We’re heading to the countryside, the peace and the quiet

But in the house now the kids are causing a riot

“Now children”, we say, with some consternation

“Get to bed now, in the morning we’ll awaken

Our glampsite’s not far, just a couple of hours

And when we get there we’ll go picking wild flowers”

With the promise of fun and countryside frolics

The kids soon are sleeping, and we have some Horlicks

Well rested, we rise and munch on some toast

We stop on the way for marshmallows to roast

We’re here at the glampsite and what a great place

The yurt is quite glorious; it puts a smile on my face

So tall and enormous, surprisingly spacious

The kids are already exploring, being audacious

The log burner’s safely inside a metal cage

That’s one for the grown-ups, with the wisdom of age

We settle straight in, unpacking all done

Ah, fuss free glamping, it’s certainly is fun

We go for a walk and gather some flowers

This is such bliss; we could do it for hours

Before long its lunchtime, we light up the fire

Doing it well is a skill I admire

With food in our bellies and a great sense of calm

We start singing song and telling some yarns

We’re sat round the fire and cuddled together

I couldn’t imagine a day spent much better

With the campfire still roaring our supper we make

Burger, baked spuds and marshmallows we bake

We grab all our blankets and get nice and cosy

All our faces are glowing, our cheeks are so rosy

It’s soon time for bed and we traipse indoors

The log burner’s roaring and warming for sure

The beds are so comfy we’re soon off to sleep

With kids dreaming sweetly, not even a peep

Tomorrow awaits, with that holiday feeling

And waking to canvas, not our old bedroom ceiling

Makes glamping so special and fun for us all

We’ll keep coming back; we have such a ball!

Merry Christmas from all of us at The Glamping Warehouse.