Fat Camps sound like absolute torture where you are ridiculed, insulted and humiliated because they think you're entirely at fault for your weight problem, the people running the camp are like cruel Nazis who make you wear hideous sweat suits and work out until you're sick or pass out, and unless you manage to eat like a rabbit the rest of your life any success will be short-term. Well, maybe they're not as bad as the stupid reality shows on TV, but having to be in a regular camp is bad enough with the lack of privacy, forcing you to be up at dawn, the utter boredom, being cold, damp, uncomfortable, and lack of indoor plumbing (I can't stress enough how bad that is). The only good thing about any kind of camp is that when you come home your house or apartment feels like a five-star palace with all the thing you were taking for granted, like a warm dry bed and decent food and lack of biting, stinging insects and, of course, indoor plumbing! If I wanted to be out "enjoying nature" in the middle of nowhere where nothing happens, there's nothing to do and nowhere to go I would just go home to visit my parents.