Ahahaha! Not likely. *G* I've already been talked into co-writing a camp-fic (which we still haven't started, even after two years *cough*) even if the only time I was camping (as a reward, might I mention) in my youth was for two weeks at a not-quite rural scene. It was a defining experience of the never-again sort. I'm well and truly the child of reinforced concrete and cement. When I was a wee kid, I was afraid of the aerial roots of our philodendron.