I used to go to all kind of camping festivals and conferences: HIP97, Pepsi Sziget, Solipse, CCC-99, HAL, WTH, CCC-08, Ruigoord... but I have to draw a line at Burning Man ;-)
I guess I got spoiled, and older, so now I prefer (luxury) hotels and spas and saunas... and cities, and sight-seeing interrupted with as many book-shops and cake-shops and tea-shops as possible.
And
this
used to be my favorite song to sing-along on the outings to which Camiel would
drag invite me (for example, to the walk on the beach along the North Sea on the chilly and windy February day):
Always had a roof above me
Always paid the rent
But I've never set foot inside a tent
Can't build a fire to save my life
I lied about being the outdoor type
I've never slept out underneath the stars,
The closest that I came to that was one time my car
Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night
I lied about being the outdoor type.
Too scared to let you know you / knew what you were looking for
I lied until I fit the bill God bless the great indoors
I lied about being the outdoor type
I've never owned a sleeping bag let alone a mountain bike
I can't go away with you on a rock climbing weekend
What if something's on TV and it's never shown again
It's just as well I'm not invited Im afraid of heights
I lied about being the outdoor type
Never learned to swim can't grow a beard or even fight
I lied about being the outdoor type
(Lemonheads)