“Hello, Jim? It’s Carl. I just called to tell you how good it feels to get away from it all!”
I’m not sure what they’re “getting away from,” unless it’s the guy on the phone. Die-hard outdoorsmen would sneer at this idea of “camping.” But the RV could solve problems that come up in the next two cartoons.
“It says, ‘Microwave for three minutes on high.’”
The problem with “real” camping is that there’s no place to plug in the microwave. Or the TV. Or a hairdryer. This 1997 cartoon was by Martin Bucella, whom you met in a recent “Meet the Cartoonist” feature.
Now this is camping. The stars are your ceiling and nothing beats that wonderful smell of a campfire. What could be better? Oh, well, yeah, there are those pesky bears…
“The good news, son, is, you won’t be paying any estate taxes.”
Looks like the folks should have gone camping instead of hitting the casinos. I found this keeper in a 2000 issue of the Post.
“Right about here—there’s a tear in the map.”
The folds in the maps are a pain to drive over, but the tears really mess up a trip! If this 1997 cartoon ran today, the caption would read, “Recalculating…”
“Could you suggest some place to go where my husband’s cell phone won’t work?”
A vacation with a workaholic is no vacation. On the other hand, one of the wilderness campsites above might have poor phone reception. Want to go camping, lady?
“Whoever said ‘getting there is half the fun’ never had a connecting flight in Chicago.”
Amen. The tear in the map doesn’t look so bad now.