Odysseus Dialectical Journal

“Morning, guys,” I said as I greeted the small group of tired teens in the living room. “Morning. Are you guys ready to head out?” My friend Ethan asked the group he led out of their rooms. It was probably safe to ask this question at this time of day. We were about to embark on a trip out into the wilderness of Gatlinburg, TN that we had never laid eyes on. The best part? We left at 6:30 in the morning with plenty of snow on its’ way. So, we were prepared. We looked like Odysseus as a beggar with rag-like clothing wrapped around us, hoping to retain warmth through our journey. We are not exactly new to early mornings and crazy activities. It tends to come with being an Explorer. “Did we really have to get up this early? Breakfast is in two hours,” Michael moaned, as he dragged himself to the door with his ski mask on. “Yeah, it is pretty early. We could always wait until sunrise,” Dominic insisted. He was struggling to zip up his jacket, which was restricted by the heavy coat that he was also wearing. By the time they got done complaining, the rest of us had already left the cabin. We had already discussed this trip the day before: If you change your mind, you better say so early on, because the trail was a long way away from the cabin. While we were walking on the paved road leading up to the trail, it finally dawned on me: …show more content…
It was not very eventful, other than the fact Tanner got us lost and we ended up in the middle of the road about a football field away from our cabin. We remained on the paved trails that time, but we passed by a side trail that was only made up of trees and dirt. The group talked about maybe going there the next morning, but I was not sure if I was welcome to come along. At least not until they talked about it, agreed on going, and turned to me and asked, “Are you