I see lots of people post about how they are desperate for a girls' weekend out of town. The thought of going to the beach for a weekend with my girlfriends while we do nothing but refill our beer coozies in between eating copious amounts of nachos makes me go, "Naw, that's for wussies. Let's go to West Virginia so we can go hike 20.7 miles in the mud and while we're at it, let's see how many animals we can kill with my van. Now THAT's a girls' weekend. As long as there are gnats. Don't forget the gnats."