I thought I needed an RV. Turns out, I just needed the right tent.
Before last month, I’d never camped in an inflatable tent. To be honest, I barely knew they existed.
Like many people, I assumed tents with air beams were for glampers with Instagram accounts. Too fancy. Too fragile. Too... extra.
I was wrong — in the best possible way.
I unpacked the Coody 10.0 expecting a learning curve. But there was no guessing. No poles. No color-coded instructions from the '90s.
I unfolded it, connected the pump, and watched the walls rise like a slow-breathing animal. Seven minutes later, I was inside — standing upright, with room to walk around.
That’s when I realized: the setup is part of the joy, not the stress.
Here’s the thing they don’t tell you in product specs:
When you’re warm, standing, and inflatable.sofa making coffee on a rainy morning — without crouching or bumping into damp corners — you don’t feel like you’re "roughing it."
You feel like you’re living. Outside. On your terms.
And that changes everything.
If you’re on the fence: yes. Not just because it’s faster or drier — though it is — but because it makes camping feel welcoming again.
I’m not a hardcore camper. I like comfort. And now I know I don’t need a trailer to have it.
Explore Coody’s inflatable tents and find your version of "home, but outside."
I came for the novelty. I stayed for the mornings that didn’t feel like a compromise.