After enough sweaty afternoons & nights in our pop-up, it became clear that, for when we'd camp anywhere with electricity, we needed to bring along at least one.
We'd sit it atop the camper dining table, which was booth-like. We'd leave it on rotating. That way it could cool us off, as it sat directly across from the camper's door, as we walked on inside as well as cool everything in its rotating wing span, which would stretch as far from the master bed pull out, right next to the dining table, all the way to the kitchenette (on the dining table's other side) to cool off the smaller slide out bed too.
We never got extravagant with any other special types of fans like this, this, or the one in the image's link. Mom would say we didn't need them & that we'd manage just fine with what we'd brought along from the house. Sometimes we kids would be encouraged to go check out the campground's swimming pool (should it have one đ) whenever we might mention something about it being warm.
I can hear those old phrases now, "If you're that sweaty & uncomfortable the water in the pool should be warm then too; it'll cool ya right off. Go get your suit out & go check out the pool. It should be open for the day by now. Maybe you'll make a new friend while you're there." đ
There was always intense eye rolling going on while Mom said all these things. She'd finish off my reminding me to not forget this. Which would often be after a bit of a pause & an extra smack of frustration. I never trusted that I'd put enough on, in all the right spots, or that it'd last long enough for as long as I'd be out in the sun. A sure cause for apprehension & anxiety, which is just the way it went based on how Mom would be talking to me & reminding me to do go & not miss any spots; I'd be overthinking it rather than being a kid about it.
She'd be right about the water though. The temperature would be more comfortable in the water. And I could usually entertain myself there for a long enough time, swimming on my back & kicking away at my legs (my favorite swimming style đ).
Yes, an a/c or a dishwasher (other than kid chores đ), on the list of things we never saw in that house until it basically wasn't our address anymore. Seems that we might as well have been camping while we were at our house đ.
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