Travelboo: I blank camping

Okay, I will say it. My name is Brandi and I %#$^@ camping. I know it is cool to like it so color me uncool !! I hadn't been camping in eons. Let's talk history. I am not from a family of campers. The only camping we really did was beach camping to my dad's favorite surf spots. We went to San Onofre a lot as a kid. Well, turns out beach camping is way different than midwest summer tent camping. I did go to camps as a kid, including Lazy J (remember that one girls?) or basketball camps (Cathy Rush, remem
mber that one girls? oh yeah, prob not you were all at volleyball camp while I was at dorky bball camp) but that was always cabins and cots. But I love the outdoors so I thought I would love camping but knowing myself I was a tad hesitant. So when James and Steve invited me along with Jame's sister Ranae and her fiance Tim, I said a nervous yet enthusiastic , Oui ! But they were camping for 2-3 nights and I thought I better just meet them for 1 night, phew on that one. :/
So I drove up to Mirror Lake in Wisconsin in the dells by Baraboo.
Let me say that this was the highest end tent camping you could do. The only step up would be a cabin or RV. These guys are serious campers and had all the fancy equipment.
When I got there my tent was set up (thanks guys :) and the whole campsite was rigged up to the tee!
So not to go on and on, I will tell you what I liked.
I liked the company, the campfire !, the stars , actually I LOVED the stars!!, the deer, and the lightening bugs especially since James caught some for me :) aww what a pal.
But what I didnt like was hmm, umm oh pretty much everything else. The dirt , sleeping in the dirt, the bugs, the bathroom being 1/2 mile away, and the daytime was a smidge boring, and the scenery was pretty much dirt and shrubs. oh and I didn't like the dirt.
I was a pretty good trooper Jamie said, Steve didn't say a word, I think he thought I was a cry baby. But in my defense I ended up sleeping in my car because I was soooo cold and I walked by myself through the dark woods 3 times in the middle of the night to the bathroom.
What I learned about myself was although I am afraid of the dark, I would rather walk to the bathroom in the dead of night with a head lamp and be hatched up into pieces by a crazed park ranger then wake/disturb the people I am with to accompany me.
Addendum: I would definitely go camping if a log cabin was involved and a RV I would consider.