How normal people camp (I'm just piecing this together from things I've heard; I've never camped with normal people): Wake. Emerge from tent. Eat granola bar. Hike. Eat trail mix. Go canoeing. Eat cheese sandwich and carrot sticks. Go fishing. Catch fish. Clean fish. Build fire. Cook fish on fire. Eat fish. Admire stars. Return to tent. Sleep. Repeat.
How Arabs and Greeks camp : Wake. Emerge from cabin. Drift toward mess hall for coffee. Gather for morning prayers in mess hall. Eat scrambled eggs, ham, hash browns and toast. Get more coffee.
After breakfast, children attend Bible school and arts and crafts. If you are one of the adults not teaching those classes, gather in a circle of lawn chairs (aka the "Circle of Knowledge") outside the mess hall. Read books and have some crackers to tide you over until lunch.
Go to mess hall for lunch, something hearty like roast pork sandwiches or pizza casserole or grilled chicken with potato salad, macaroni salad, and lettuce salad. Grab a cookie for dessert. Eat cookie.
Return to Circle of Knowledge. Read book. Eventually, someone will pull out a warehouse-store sized plastic barrel of pretzels. Pass pretzels around circle. Someone will invariably need a little something sweet after the salty pretzels and retrieve a two-pound bag of licorice from their cabin. Pass licorice around circle. Cycle continues until someone goes out to their car and gets a 50-bag variety pack of chips so everyone can have exactly what they want. Resume reading. Eat chips.
The odd fitness freak will suggest a hike up the hill. One or two people will agree and trudge up the hill, where wild blueberries will be discovered. Eat blueberries.
Return to mess hall for dinner. Something like roast turkey or pork, stuffing or mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, cranberry sauce and rolls. Don't forget a slice of cake for dessert to tide you over through campfire.
Have a cup of coffee with cake while Mr. Steve, The Campfire King, builds campfire. Attend campfire. Campfire is mandatory. There is no eating during campfire, because you must sing. Singing is mandatory. But don't worry, because Mr. Steve is roasting corn in the campfire. At conclusion of singing, the Marshmallow Queen distributes marshmallows for toasting. If you're lucky, the S'more Princess is visiting that day and you can have s'mores. Eat marshmallows. Remember the corn? Mr. Steve has pulled the corn out of the fire and the Baron of Butter has shucked it and is buttering it. Eat corn.
Return to mess hall for bedtime snack, brownies or cookies or popcorn. Adult campers with children take children to cabins and tuck them in for the night*. Adult campers repair to recreation cabin (aka "The Henhouse") to play card and dice games and pretend to be Miss Puerto Rico. Except that Miss Puerto Rico cannot hoover up an entire tube of Pringles in under 30 seconds, and we can. Followed by a bag of caramel filled Hershey's kisses and seventeen Twizzlers. Then a bag of cheddar Chex Mix to get the fake plasticky strawberry taste out of our mouths.
Repeat as needed until too tired to play or eat further. Brush teeth and go to bed. Tomorrow's another busy day.
*If you are my child, you may respond to the day's activities with the optional after-midnight "360-degree hosing of vomit from the top bunk," making sure to hit not only one's own sleeping bag, sheet, pillow, and clothing, but mom's on the lower bunk as well.