Can I hear the cowboys?

Yeeeeeeehawwwww!

So this week was camp at the hospice. This means that there were about 30 children there each day from 10am to 2pm to play games, do crafts, and be normal children. There were some volunteers who came over from the UK to help run camp, so that was pretty cool, though they didn't talk to me much because I knew the kids and they didn't and they were kind of clicky. But anyways, not the point.

The theme of camp was the wild west, and there were three teams: the sheriffs, cowboys, and indians. I was a cowboy, with some of my favorite kids (if I was allowed to have favorites, that is). We did a lot of arts and crafts, dancing, games that involved balloon popping. I came to the office each day after work and somehow got called out for being at camp due to my braided headband, bracelets, or warrior princess-ness. It was a fun week, and was great to see the kids let loose! But today was kind of sad leaving because even though I have a week left, I wont see most of these kids again. And they are all just amazing.

my contribution to the fence we painted!

The rest of this week has been uneventful. One day, we went to the brintex. It's basically this super shady warehouse turned mall that containes a bunch of 20' by 20' glass cubes that are actually stores. We bought belts that say super bine. That was an exciting day. One afternoon, some of us went and sat in the park and played cards at one of the chess tables. Monday night we sang spice girls at karaoke and I was told I was a good singer (hah!). One night we loitered in a mcdonalds and chatted. It's been pretty calm, but fun getting to know people even better, and have random conversations with them.

Tomorrow we are going to seven stairs canyon for some hiking and picnicing! I'm excited!!!

te iubesc,
Alyssa