I've always romanticized the old pioneer days or the uncomplicated days of yore, but it's a totally different reality when you have to or forced to give up the simplistic pleasures in life like taking daily shower or having a working commode. Camping always sound like such a great idea, communing with nature, roughing it,and daring and telling yourself that, "yeah, I could do it!
"Well, reality check! It's not that I mind sleeping on the ground in in a sleeping bag under the stars, nor do I mind finding insects in my meals, but never I mean never, take my showers nor commode away!
This past weekend we had to endure, you guessed it, a home with no electricity or running water. That was tough! That throws the thought of ever going camping out the window. I would, however rent a cabin with the necessary requirements. I 'm no prima donna, I just acknowledge what my inconvenience levels are. I don't need any make-up, or special contraptions to style my hair, just give me some sunblock, chapstick, and bug repellent, and I'm good to go.
I won't say that I will never go camping, but there would have to be ginormous inducement.