Camping

It was probably November
since it was so cold that weekend.
I was convinced by my friend
to go camping with him in
some random forest near by.
We brought bikes, food,
tents, the whole ordeal.
We arrived at the campsite
at the dead of night and had to
set up our tents with crappy
flashlights that couldn't
illuminate more than
two feet ahead. After putting
the tent up inside out,
we redid the tent,
which took a solid
thirty minutes, then
finally finished. We
got in and slept for the night.

We woke up early
the next day, and went
biking. I, of course, brought
the wrong kind of bike
so I struggled and ended up
a solid mile behind my friend.
We then returned to camp
just for me to get a
migraine and call it
quits early.
We left the next day.