I totally agree! I really didn't like camping, then we moved to New Zealand and went away with friends, and I loved it. We're back in the UK now and I still love camping BUT I camp in style (or 'take too much sh*t' depending on whether you're listening to me, or dh!)
We have an 8 man tent for the 5 of us, with 4 seperate bedroom pods, a massive living area, a back hall bit (I kid you not, amazing for storage, and for the kids to slink off to to play/draw if it's raining) and a big porch. We always go with electric, so we've got a toaster, kettle, and huge electric cool box and it really makes a difference.
We go for 8 days at a time, and I can only do that if I take the things that make it comfy for us - proper duvets, enough pillows, decent beds, enough tables/cupboards (I hate things tipping over on the floor, so I need stable surfaces cough for my wine cough) Some of the friends we go with are also from NZ, and we used to camp with them over there - but much less luxuriously - they mock me now, because every year when we meet up I've bought another luxury item that makes me that bit comfier, they think it's hilarious.
We go with friends for a week every year, so there are 9 children, 9 adults and 4 dogs and we love it, it's the one week of the year where we totally wind down and the kids run feral. I'm a total camping convert.