Remember my quaint, semi-frightening cave bedroom? Well, the first fortnight of camp ended and we all had to move into a room on the top floor of the monastery. Now I feel like a camper.
I am currently dealing with a slight sunburn on my back and shoulders after a poolside weekend, but the Colombian quarter of my heritage is already creating a magnificent tan out of it. Optimism!
Today was the first day of the second round of camp. Even though I know what I'm doing this time, I can't help but count down the days to going home (twelve, by the way). Fortunately we have a really nice group that will (maybe) keep me grounded until then.