Strange Trip II

We are in a large group. We are going on a camping trip of sorts, however we have rented a room to store all of our belongings. I am upset I didn't bring my Vibrams. We have to walk up a very steep hill plagued with fat, long snakes on the path. I take my time at the room. Contemplate sleeping here. When I arrive at dinner there is a pretty girl sitting next to Brian. Fireworks are going off. (Am I dreaming of our upcoming 4^th of July party?). I am unhappy with how Brian and this girl are acting. My cats are here. As I walk up the trail, I see what I believe to be two-two coming across a bridge. Just when I realize it isn't him, the dog falls far off the edge, but appears to be okay. I gather up all of my cats for safety.