On the way back from the Rim, we got the news that we got the house. Meet with the landlord tomorrow, and then let the gatherings begin.

The short camping trip was amazing and very traditional. V and I fished, but only caught crawdads. Went out into the woods to collect fire wood. Had a wonderful dinner that mainly consisted of smores. The weather was quite nice except for a few choice moments, especially when in the middle of the night we were loudly awoken from our bed when a slight storm blew through, and took the hat off our tent and ripped out all the stakes. Then we ran out immediately in our undies to save the top of the tent. We saved the day, but when we were finished it was as calm and quiet in the sky as if nothing had ever happened. This is like twenty minutes after the mini cyclone came raging in. So we both sat up in bed and ate some graham crackers, which may have been the best tasting graham crackers I have ever had the joy in partaking in. Neither of us thought we would be able to go to sleep, so we were both sound asleep in the next fifteen minutes. I awoke in the morning and V made me a classic camping breakfast, which we topped off with our final smore of the trip.

It was the best camping trip I've been on since I was a kid. Things of couse went wrong, but even in chaos everything was peaceful, serene, and under control. Everything was wonderful.

Tonight we are going out to see Jake perform at a bar in North Phoenix, then we are going to go over to Jenn's friends house afterwards for a night of swimming. Oh the countryside and now the city life. Things are going well.