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.
Actually…I have one almost identical to this one and it’s fabulous. My husband and I use it and it’s marvelous for two people. He puts his air mattress in one end, I put mine in the other and our crap goes in between. Eight people? Oh hell no. This is prime real estate for two. I’ve even used it just for myself.