I grew up tent camping with my parents. All the way up through my teenage years. When I met my husband his idea of vacation was a hotel. Never camped a day in his life. We tent camped a couple of times he liked it ok but wasn't thrilled. So we got a pop up. Then the camping bug bit him hard. He loved the pop up and wanted to go somewhere all the time. Over time the kids came and we traded up to our first travel trailer and now we have our Rockwood.
We still camp and we both love it and the kids grew up and they love it. Husband often tells his story of getting into camping and says it is just one more thing he appreciates me exposing him to. :D
Happy Camping.