When I was a kid used to tag along with the grandparents to Indiana and they started with a tent. Was a shower you could walk to though. One time stormed so bad had to sleep on chairs as floor of the tent was underwater. Another time gramps left the trash out and raccoons came out the woods for an invasion in the middle of the night for some bacon grease.
They did the tent for maybe a year and then bought a pop-up camper which was hella nicer.
Camping tradition carried on to some of the girls of the other families that wen't with us as I still know them and they go on a regular basis. Didn't carry over for me, was fun as a kid but think I'm more of a hotel guy now.