Last weekend, Mickey and I went cabining with a bunch of friends! They're more his friends than mine, but I definitely felt myself bond a little more, being stuffed in close quarters for 2 days.

On the first night down there, we unpacked the cars, hung around, explored the surrounding areas, and had a big lasagna dinner (it was pre-made by the lovely Sarah and reheated in the oven). I'd been up for 36 hours due to school work, so I went to bed while they stayed up a few more hours.

The following morning, Julie made us all breakfast (eggs, bacon, and danish.) Mickey and I did Yoga behind the cabin, and after a bit, we went out on the hike. The cabin was on the coast of Lake Ontario and Julie found it on airbnb. Once we got to the top of the trail, we saw what are called chimney bluffs. They were gorgeous and it felt like, for a moment, we were on the ocean's coast of a terraformed Mars. I'd never seen mud cliffs until that mment, so it was a treat. At one point, as we stood on one of the various cliff edges we stopped at, a water flow burst from the side of an adjacent cliff and sent a burst of rocks down with it. It wasn't a very large water flow, and because it was brown water, flowing down a brown muddy cliff, it took a moment to figure out what had happened, honestly. We mostly thought our cliff was going to collapse and that we were going to die! ha... But no such thing happened.

Mickey and I veered away from the group for a while when the cliffs edge was low enough to climb down onto the rocky beach. Naturally, I got stuck as my shoe came off in the mud while we descended, until i managed to wriggle myself out, shoe intact. I never dress appropriately for wilderness activities. I guess I'm just a city gal at heart! We reached the end of that trail and all laid together on the beach for a rest until we headed back up to the cabin, half way down a different path until it joined the original one. We wild-harvested some ramps! They were tasty with green beans.

We had grilled burgers, sausage, and venison steak (omg the second best meat experience I've ever had in my life. The marinade was so, so right.) with ramps and green beans for dinner. After that we went out for a bon fire and made s'mores out of Julies homemade(!!!) marshmallows, homemade(!!!) graham crackers, and fancy chocolate. Holy shit, so good, i ate way too many. We told stories, played games, ate tons of marshmallows and chocolate and graham crackers, drank, and laughed a lot. After, we played hide and seek in the cabin. I didn't win because I gave myself up and got tired of waiting to be found. I had a good spot! Sylvestre taught Scott and I how to play a swiss card game after everyone else went to bed until finally we turned in also.

The next day, we woke up, cleaned everything, and headed back to buffalo. I woke up feeling like a million bucks, and had a ton of energy. Normally I'd be exhausted, but I think I finally had a solid time of non-forced interaction with all of his friends; it was just sort of free-flowing and comfortable so i didn't have to expend a lot of energy doing it, but i ended up exhausting myself later. We went to one of his friend's bday party, and then to Julie and Scotts to watch game of thrones and mad men. I had no clue was was happening on mad men. I was not up for quite that much social interaction for the rest of the day, and it didn't help that i unknowingly ate a pot cookie at the party we went to.

I have to start putting my foot down about that sort of thing or just skipping out instead of over extending myself like that. I guess I just feel like I'll miss out? I don't know why I do it, I know how i feel afterwards. I guess I just expect him to be more considerate of how i operate, but maybe that's asking too much, since he's such an extrovert and needs all that social contact, whereas i definitely needed alone time after a weekend cooped up with his friends. Either way, i had a fun, eventful weekend!

Here are some pics! Most of them i didn't take.