I know full well that there is this movement of "doing things" that matter. For some reason when families get together, when friends spend time without their phones in their faces it is somehow this magical moment that, for some reason, is hard to attain in this day and age, and should be shouted from the rooftops that it happened.
By best friend and I went camping for 3 nights last summer. It involved rain, lighting, animals and the fear of alien abduction. And thats really all it was.