wow, Jesda, I would have guessed you were a boy scout who got booted out for eating a Brownie....
I used to camp annually with my cousins growing up. I was along more as a baby sitter. My aunt/uncle had anold fashioned pop up camper and my family had an old fashioned 8 person tent. (still have that old tent in my garage. Very well made). I loved camping for a few reasons. Getting a little closer to nature, away from the city. You can't beat looking at a star filled sky with clean air after living beside a city full of pollution, honking horns, sirens, and fart canned muffler subcompact cars. No music, no tv, just nature and conversation. The activities were fun, including building a fire out of the wood you find and toasting marshmallows, swimming in a nearby lake, telling fun stories.
Of course that many years ago. Now in the age of fancy luxury filled campers, the experience of camping with a tent seems old fashioned. I wouldn't mind digging out the tent again, but after marrying girl whose idea of "roughing it" is no room service or valet parking, I guess my camping days are behind me. I taught my son how to set up the big tent in case he gets ambitious some day.