The farthest we ever went was either in our backyard in a tent or up at my uncle's campground. He had a huge camper and we would sleep on the floor of the attached screened in porch. I can't really say that i've ever been REAL camping I guess because in both of these instances fans to keep you cool, tvs/vcrs and real toilets were available LOL.
These days I think about camping and get a little freaked. I used to think it would be neat to go camping in the woods near my parents home in Maine but there are so many druggies and weirdos that hang out in the surrounding area that i'm not sure it'd be the safest thing. Then I think about all the road stops along the way, like when your driving on I-10 through Arizona and New Mexico and Texas and think man, there are probably alot of weirdo kidnappers and murderers out here too. I guess i'm to paranoid these days. I'm sure tons of people go camping with no issues whatsoever.