The cabin we were staying at was smaller than the one at the Smokey Mountains trip but still pretty large. There was a ping pong table downstairs and some darts. Vinh, TL, Bien and I were planning on staying in the room with the bunk bed but they kicked us out to a different room which I was then kicked out of but then they let me back in for some reason. The day after we arrived was hiking day. In the Tennessee trip, we had also gone hiking and I was expecting much of the same. The adults seem to love going outside into the woods even though they never seem to fully prepare which is why we got lost in my own backyard once and this time we ended up walking around several hours on a trail that was too long for amateur hikers such as us. After I woke up from the two hour long car trip we got out and started hiking. I’d like to describe everything in more detail but there’s only so much you can say about hiking in the woods. I never saw anything really exciting. The main attraction of course was the trail we were walking on which seemed to have been designed by someone on crack. Instead of having the trail move up the mountain they instead decided to have the trail slowly go up the mountain along its side and then have a staircase at the very end. Because of this monkey design, a lot of water which probably came from the top of the mountain made the trail muddy and we had to hop around on rocks to get past it. At this point we had been walking uphill for about twenty minutes and that’s when my grandmother and brother decided to stop. The rest of us moved onward. I wanted to go back to the cabin but of course we just had to go to the top to take some subpar pictures of the view. It took us about half an hour to make it to the top and there was nothing special at the top. We didn’t want to walk back down the trail so we started poking around to find a different route back down. Vinh found a path and told me to come with him and I did even though I was so tired I was thinking about jumping off the edge of the cliff. There’s no easy way to express how tired I was through words so I’ll just tell you that I’m unfit, do not play any sports, and all of a sudden I’m forced to walk five miles up the top of a mountain. The path we went down was rocky and not suitable for children but we went down anyway and that’s when the adults told us to come back but then we told them that there were people coming up from there so it was probably a way down and they made us walk back down again. It only made me rewalk about ten feet but I was dying and it felt like it was mile run day again. Even so, we somehow managed to get too far from the adults and ended up lost. I had a headache and felt like throwing up but I kept going and we eventually wound up back on the trail we started on. Everyone stayed behind for some reason and I walked down the trail alone. Five minutes later Ryan passed me and five minutes after that Vinh caught up to me. This whole time I had been thinking everyone was as exhausted as I was but it seemed as though I was just fat because both Ryan and Vinh were still able to run and TL was walking faster than me. Maybe it was because I was wearing a backpack but every time the trail decrease in altitude by just an inch it felt like hell because it made me walk faster than I actually wanted to which wasted energy so I had to put energy in my toes to stop from going too fast. Ten minutes later we made it to the bottom and still had to wait for everyone to catch up. The end.