I am the first to admit camping doesn’t appeal to me. I think that if I gave it another chance, I might like it. The last time I went camping it was around 1993. I had my dog Pate and met two other classmates in pharmacy school at Fall Creek Falls. One of my friends brought her dog, too. I ended up waking up in the middle of the night and sleeping in the front seat of my car and woke up with blisters all over my neck. I am so allergic to everything outdoors. We “pretended” to camp. Left when it got dark. Now, that’s my way of camping!