So we all finally got leave, on the same long weekend, and we got a good group (coed...) to head into the mountains for a camping trip. The kind of "not quite camping out of your car but not backpacking just 1 mile hike into the campsite" trip. No. 1 student in the class is planning it. But he turns out to be total shit at this! We trusted him though. Couple of groups had figured out food on our own sub-levels. I had packed a huge army duffel with all our planned meals, including a cooler to keep the perishables for a day or so. Lots of boy scouting experience at this shit. So we park and it's already dusk, at the campground-parkinglot combo, and I sling my shit on my back and the food duffel on front. God damn this is heavy but hey only 1 mile right? 2 hours of bushwhacking in the pitch dark with flashlights later our idiot class leader can't find the campsites. We go back and camp out of the cars. One dude is obsessed with spam so cooks it in one of those pudgie pie irons. Smells like shit. We get drunk and drive back the next day.