Tongue in cheek response:
When I arrived at the campground, there was only one site left, and it wasn't the one I had reserved. The campground host looked at me funny when I mentioned it.
While I was setting up, the campers next to me were playing country music - I hate country music, and I couldn't hear myself think. Then, they started a dog gone bonfire with green wood. The smoke was very obnoxious, and it was going right into our RV. I had to close up the entire RV to keep the stench out. We'll have to have our clothes dry cleaned because they reek.
Then the next door campers left their dog tied up on a leash and it barked for hours on end. When they would walk it, they wouldn't pick up after it, so I did it while giving them a cold hard stare.
Then, somebody had the brilliant idea of having a sidewalk chalk coloring contest. The DW was walking to the restroom (which was filthy by the way) and some $#%m kid left a piece of chalk on the sidewalk. The DW slipped on the chalk and bruised her hip.
On Friday night, all day Saturday and Sunday morning, somebody's kids kept riding around on a golf cart. Finally on Sunday morning, the campground host asked them to stop. Jeesh - What took so long.
What a horrid trip. I'll never camp again on a holiday weekend.
(Sorry, I couldn't resist)
Jim - AKA the old grumpy guy...