Unfortunately, it was a rainy, dark and cold day, which made everything difficult with the rain soaking our clothes and all our gear. But other than that, the rain didn't seem to bother me or anyone else. Instead we enjoyed the rain slightly, as if it mimicked the feeling of melancholy we felt. It always seemed like our camping trip couldn't come soon enough, and then when it finally arrived it was like it was gone too soon. When it started raining cats and dogs, we loaded everything into the car as quickly as possible and gathered inside. We looked out the back window as we drove away from the campsite, watching it fade into the distance. On the drive home we all felt a little nostalgic and talked about favorite memories from the trip and what we would do next year. The drive was about 3 hours from our house and somewhere along the way I fell asleep on Alicia's shoulder while listening to Taylor Swift. I remember feeling as if I were still adrift in the soft waves of the water, and the thought of this relaxed me into a peaceful sleep. When I finally arrived home, I ran into the living room where my parents were waiting on the couch to hear all about the amazing experiences I had on my trip. After that I went to my room to call Alicia and we stayed on the phone as we marked our calendars together to start the countdown to our next camping trip.