The first time
The second time
Needless to say, after that second time, I dread mission impossible intensely. Last night was the second time I played it this summer. The first time I lied awake, waiting for them to wake us up, and very tensely flinched and jumped at every slightest sound. It turned out to be not so bad, our totem was kind of far, but it was liveable.
Last night was aweful in another way. They forgot to tell us that our totem had the wrong cabin name on it, so we found ours in about 10 minutes but didn't know it was ours because instead of "Aspen" it said "Ponka" *growls* we searched for another full 45 minutes before we gave up and walked to the finish line. My co was livid. We've been promised a present. I fucking hate getting out of bed to play mission impossible.