Then I heard that the school was going on a camping trip over Spring Break, a couple of my friends were coming, and it sounded like fun, so I decided to go on that.
A little bit up the hike, one of the students, Mandrew, started feeling nauseous, and stopped while the rest of the group kept going. Patrick, one of the teachers on the trip, went back to see what was up, and for some unknown reason, called me back to ask me to call Zachary back. Then, Zachary caught up with the rest of the group, and I stayed behind. Then, Patrick decided to take Mandrew back to the bus, along with another student, Mara. I asked if I could go back too, but Patrick said no, so I started back on the trail again while they went the other way. The group was long gone by then, but there was only one path, so I wasn't worried.
From later accounts, apparently the group thought I had gone back to the bus with Patrick, until he caught up with them, somehow not passing me. I figure he must have taken the long way around or something. He thought I was with the group, and people got pretty worried. I don't really know when that happened, but somewhere around this point I was getting pretty tired. I had my junky old cell phone, but there was no service, and I kept trying to send a message to Zachary to tell Patrick that I wasn't cut out for this, that I had to go back to the bus. But the message never sent, and every time it didn't send, I just pressed the button and tried to send it again. Eventually, my only motivation to keep going was the hope of finding service. Apparently, at this point the group thought I was dead. I wasn't, but I must have looked pretty bad, because a passing hiker offered me water, and another thought I was some sort of mountain hobo.
With that rather odd episode behind us, we walked back to the bus, with me counting three Duck Dynasty-esque beards on the trail, and John making "your mom" jokes, until we got there and met up with Mara and Mandrew.
Later, the rest of the group got back, and being surrounded by farmland, we saw two horses "getting jiggy with it," as Zachary would say, before we went back to the campsite.
When we got to the island, I unpacked, and Zachary and I shared a room, because since there were so many girls there it would be difficult to find other accommodations. The next day, most people went to the beach to go fishing, except a few people, including my friend Ali, who played Fire Emblem: Awakening on her 2DS, and myself, whereas I spent the day reading from "The Complete Sherlock Holmes," which Robin, another teacher, found intense. After a few hours of it, I found myself speaking in 1880's British language.
The next morning was the last day of the trip, and we packed up to go back home. I listened to music for part of the trip, which Zachary sort of didn't like, because I have this thing I do when I listen to music where I dance with my hands, and he thinks it's weird.
All in all it was a great trip, everyone was really nice to me, and I gained new respect for some of my fellow students.