I hate camping.. It seems fun, til you're actually out there, then it's like.. "Can we go home yet?".. Granted my camping is limited to what I did with friends when we were like 15 or younger in the local woods.. We took a bunch of tools and spent the whole night making a 'fortress' in the woods to chill at.. Was actually kinda proud of what we made, we didn't use board and nails, we chopped down trees (not huge ones, but like 1-2'' thick trees, lots of 'em) and made this huge hut out of them..
I miss when it was safe for kids to be out at 9PM or later, by themselves.. Kids miss so much these days because of it.. Playing tag or hide and seek at like 10 PM.. Some of my best childhood memories took place well after dark.