I’ll take the forest any day, FRiend.
I can say the same thing about your listed choices for recreation.
Let’s see, a concrete jungle jammed with thousands of people, automobiles and neon lights; with mobsters, whores and hustlers trying to pull everything they can out of your wallet with no regard to how hard you worked to fill that wallet, or (scenario 2)
a sandy beach at 95 degrees, blazing sun, dozens of folks splashing and shouting at each other, broken glass in the sand and hepatitus in the drinks and some cabana boy trying to seduce your 15 year old daughter:
OR: a lakeshore with a tent pitched in a shady cool glade, or with a river burbling calmly 30 feet away, with nobody around but my friends and family.
Surrounded by strangers, or with a select group of known folks. Looks like a simple choice to me. Then again, I’ve always preferred being outdoors to being cooped up in some concrete cave.
Regarding bears, at least I can legally kill a bear if it’s threatening humans, I’d get in trouble dealing with human predators the same way.