American Camp

I'm really proud of myself for staying on track with the weekly blog posts. Not sure who reads them, but if nothing else forcing myself to do this is a good lesson in self-discipline. Anyways, what did I do this weekend? I went to American Camp. Where students at CNA got to meet a real live American. Yep. Now, don't get me wrong. It wasn't like we were being objectified into "the other" for all my LAS readers. We actually helped. So although the camp was being held at a chacara literally 1.25 miles outside of the city, the students took a bus which was really cute. While we were waiting to take off all these people in costumes started walking past us. Not sure what was happening but I decided to photo document it anyway.

And they arrived. This is where all their major activities, food, shows and such happened. It was a really nice place. In fact I found out that one of the students had just gotten married there last month.

Walk a little further in and you get acquainted with the floresta (tropical). Students kept asking me how to say floresta in English. The closest thing I could come up with was tropical forest but as I explained we don't need a word for it cuz we don't have it,lol.

They slept in tents and everything.

They even had potato sack races, three-legged races, capture the flag, and tug-of-war. They introduced me to a game called quemada which is kinda like a more complicated dodgeball. The last game was a pop chugging contest. The last round was campers vs. staff. I got asked to play. Luckily I was last and the campers smoked us to I never had to chug my cup of guarana.

At the end of the night they had a Saturday night live followed by a campfire and s'mores. I gave a free concert singing I got a feeling, I'm yours, Oh happy day, and Someone like you (cuz those are some of the most popular English songs in my city)while the rest of the staff got ready for their skits.

After a great weekend of reminders of home including "American" food we got ready to board the bus. But it got stuck... twice. 

After some time we got back on the road and drove the ten minutes back to the city. It was a great weekend  with great people and grass. Yay for grass. Till next time.