As well as good seriousness, good fun was had. Highlights included finding out I was rooming with 3 other girls in a special room with its own wee kitchen, crowd surfing over a rope, eating a smore for the first time (they hurt your teeth from all the sweetness, but it's totally worth it!), enjoying a bonfire (and fire alarm that went with it), ceilidhing my little heart out, and making some new friends around a log fire or over a pack of cards.
Unfortunately I caught the flu just before going and have also wound up with a chest infection the doctor has given me antibiotics for (he checked for bacteria first though, which makes a change from French doctors who give antibiotics for everything). Because of this I slept a whole lot more than I usually would, missing out on an afternoon of free fun (nothing planned) and on breakfast and morning group games on Sunday, which is totally pants because they were ace on Saturday. I also missed the first part of Sunday's meeting. Bou. So all this makes me think. If I had a great time while feeling like poo, how much fun did everyone else have and will I have next year. I assume this means that me passing on the flu to the majority of participants is a small price to pay for the amount of fun that was had... does that even make sense the way I've written it? I don't know.
Other news, I have taken on an extra day's work each week, now working every day but Tuesday. I just can't get enough of those kids!! Actually, it just means I can pay my uni fees and my trip to the States this summer as well as a wee trip to London and Paris in April - goodbye do for my godfather and his wife onto an exciting life on a boat, and a visit to my best friend who lives in Tennessee who will be in Paris for a few days in April. Oh yay oh yay oh yay! And also, mum and Joe and Ben are going to try come over to visit in April. Amazing!
So a few photos before I bid y'all farewell! In a random order, but still good.
1 comment:
love the pictures...hope you're feeling better!
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