My last weekend Last weekend I woke up at 6 am and had a quick breakfast because a friend of mine and myself had planned to go fishing on that day. A few minutes later he came to my house and we went to a lake near our city. It took us half an hour to get there. The weather was very cold, but we both were wearing warm clothes and had high hope that we were going to catch lots of fish. By noon we caught nothing and we lost hope to catch a fish. In the middle of the afternoon we gave up fishing and went back. On my way home I stopped at a shop and bought some fish. When I got home, my wife was watching television and she was surprised how many fish I had caught.