Camping is generally any time I sleep in the Westy.  Sometimes wild and
wooly; sometimes way too civilized (like peeing out the slider in suburban
San Diego a long, long time back).

We tend to get off the beaten path, usually camping in unmarked glens in
National Forests and that sort of thing, though I do recall "camping" in an
industrial park in Las Vegas in August about twenty years ago (sucked -
won't do THAT again!).

NFS campgrounds are generally good, though a bit too neighborly; same with
most state campgrounds.  NPS CGs are usually tighter, though closer to neat
stuff, so more convenient (if you can get a space).

I'm almost always more mentally comfortable in the Westy (I know what's
happened on this mattress), even though a motel bed is sometimes more
comfortable physically.  I can afford to sleep in the Westy.

We've had it since 1985, and would not have been able to see a quarter of
the things we have if we had to sleep in motels.  We visited Expo '86 in
Vancouver, have taken many trips to the Pacific NW, have driven to New York
and to Beale Street in Memphis.  Driven the Colorado Rockies (slowly), and
have spent a cumulative couple months at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.
My son grew up riding in the back (sorry Andy), and was able to actually
see, feel, and touch the country he's proud to be a citizen of.

What's camping?  Anytime we're not sleeping at home.

Karl Wolz