Somewhere at the crossroads of pollen, sunburn, bugs, poison ivy, rain, and being crammed into a tiny space with a lot of other people lies this 8-person tent.
Turning into a single humongous itchy hive and then having seven other people breathe down your neck and radiate body heat onto you seems like a great way to begin to hate people you’ve known and loved for years.
I just went camping as a counselor to a class of fourth graders and one of the girls brought this tent.
It rained and it flooded.
This is not a tent for camping, it is a tent for people who have never camped before.