I have been to so many campgrounds in my life, but I must say that Bay Shore is the best. From the moment I was laughed at when I drove through that sweet parking garage gate, I knew we were in for one hell of a time. The pleasant greetings received upon check in are to be commended. We didn’t at all feel as though we just walked into a trailer full of d bags. It is not often that you get the opportunity to hand over too much money for one night in a tent, but at Bay Shore, expect nothin less. I think that my favorite part of the day was when the jagoff with crooked teeth told us we could have more than one car on the campsite. I realize that it was more than obvious that we were only unloading the second car, but hey, stupid rules are stupid rules. I absolutely can’t wait to tell literally every person I know, meet, and run into randomly as I run from Bay Shore as fast as I can, about how absolutely, unbelievably and unequivocally amazing that Bay Shore is.