When I was young, our immediate family camped as we drove across the US from the Florida Keys, to CA, to east coast and parts of Canada- visiting family and national parks, etc.
Lots of KOA campground memories. I thought it was super fun as a kid. (And brother was a Boy Scout and I was a Girl Scout so a fair amount of camping in both those arenas, too.)
FF and now and hubby and I have been married 30 years. Hubby is fabulous in a zillion ways but he is NOT one keen for a camping experience. He feels that we would be extremely vulnerable safety wise. So we don’t camp.
But I do recall making fire with leaves with my magnifying glass as a kid; so maybe I’ll start a disaster plan supply with one of those, lol?!