I am envious
For various reasons, I'm one of the cursed few who never had a camping trip go well.
At best the embers burned holes in my camping chair when I got up to get something.
I kept the memories of the nice alcohol and warm fire.
And I reproduced the good sleep experience as best as possible with total darkness, low noise, and an open window for fresh air.
Those 3 things more important than I thought.
Have you considered adding a cat? One housecat is the equivalent of a blanket and the bonus is that they purr. I always sleep better when Maddy (or any of my previous cats) decided to snuggle with me.
I would not recommend a dog. They don't purr and some of them snore. There was a time when a family funeral meant my grandparents and dad all taking off to BC for a week. I couldn't go due to school, so my mother came over to stay nights.
My grandmother had put her best bedspread on the bed my mother would be using - in my room, while I moved over to the other room on that floor that had a narrow camp cot in it. My mother refused to let the cat sleep in her usual place because she hated my cat. She wouldn't let the dog sleep there because she didn't want to get dog hair on the spread.
So both the cat and dog came to sleep with me. The cat doing so wasn't unusual, but the dog hardly ever slept with me - I was definitely last choice but would have to do, since the dog was used to sleeping with somebody (usually my dad or grandfather).
The cat (my Siamese) slept at the foot of the bed, and would glare at my mother when she'd check on me (the antipathy was mutual). The dog just fell asleep, and holy crap, could he snore. I've never figured out who was the louder at snoring - my grandfather or the beagle.
