Camping and hiking and backpacking and kayaking and probably every other predominantly outdoor activity share a common trait. When I am done I can pretty confidently say "I'm glad I did that". However, during most of those trips there is at least one point where I am saying "why did I want to do this?". And alternatively "wow, this is so awesome."
Getting outside and really engaging with nature brings me into a connection with life that normal day-to-day stuff just doesn't bring. The beauty experienced, bruises and scratches, exhaustion, camaraderie, frustrations, danger, learning, adventure, and sunburn all bring something to the table. I grounds me and connects me with the world, my mortality, and those around me.
Living in a little home/work/internet bubble keeps me so far from the edges of my comfort bubble that sometimes I forget I'm even living. Camping fixes that one mosquito bite at a time.
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