What did Tom do last weekend?

W: Hi, Tom. How was your camping trip last weekend?
M: It was a disaster.
W: A disaster? What was so bad?
M: Well, I went camping. But you wouldn’t believe the bad luck I had.
W: Yeah? What happened?
M: Well, I went to Pine Hills. I got there Saturday afternoon. And the weather was really nice so I went for a hike.
W: Yeah?
M: You know that big forest there?
W: Mm-hmm.
M: I got lost. I had absolutely no idea where I was.
W: Lost? That’s too bad. So what happened?
M: Well, I finally found my way back to the campsite. It was like eight or eight-thirty at night. I was really tired and hungry, so I was going to fix dinner. I’d brought along a nice, juicy steak. I was cooking it over the campfire.
W: That sounds good.
M: Well, yeah, so I cooked it. Well, I tried to cook it. Really couldn’t see much, even with a flashlight. I burned the thing.
W: Oh, you burned the steak?
M: To a crisp. I could hardly eat it. But anyway, I really didn’t mind much because I was so tired I just wanted to get some sleep. So I went to bed early. Then, about eleven o’clock, the people next to me turned on some music and started to have a party. I couldn’t get back to sleep at all.
W: You must have been angry.
M: I was really angry! I sat up awake until about two in the morning it started to rain. I mean it poured.
W: Oh, No!
M: I figured the weekend was mined anyway, so I decided to leave.