Sunday, July 27, 2008
Week 7: The Wall
The final wind sprint is here, opening in the form of Yom Sport. The civilization themed breakout was Saturday night, and the closing ceremonies involved a Wii Video. I made myself useful by refereeing four perakim of soccer and then running two "Crazy Israeli Civilizations Race" stations. I was also in charge of waving the spotlight around like a crazy man during the opening shenannagins.
For my day off this past week, I had a 24, but opted to sleep in camp to avoid excessive driving. I went out Tuesday night and had a nice and quiet dinner, a rarity during these summers (and in local restaurants). Once dinner was over, we killed a bit of time and then saw the new Batman movie, which lived up to all the hype that everyone had been yammering about. The next day Jason, V and I chauffered a number of mishlachat into town, ate twice and went to Wal-Mart, while watching two huge storm cells pass through Clayton and not touch camp in the slightest.
The Wall is where a good number of counselors are at the moment, trying to break through to that reserve of energy for the final week of camp. Fuses are short, but at long last, the end is in sight, and that turns people's perpespective a bit towards the positive. I myself am worried about the end of camp, as it will be something of the end of an era in my life. I will be back, of course, but most likely never as a full summer staff member.
For my day off this past week, I had a 24, but opted to sleep in camp to avoid excessive driving. I went out Tuesday night and had a nice and quiet dinner, a rarity during these summers (and in local restaurants). Once dinner was over, we killed a bit of time and then saw the new Batman movie, which lived up to all the hype that everyone had been yammering about. The next day Jason, V and I chauffered a number of mishlachat into town, ate twice and went to Wal-Mart, while watching two huge storm cells pass through Clayton and not touch camp in the slightest.
The Wall is where a good number of counselors are at the moment, trying to break through to that reserve of energy for the final week of camp. Fuses are short, but at long last, the end is in sight, and that turns people's perpespective a bit towards the positive. I myself am worried about the end of camp, as it will be something of the end of an era in my life. I will be back, of course, but most likely never as a full summer staff member.
# posted by Daniel @ 10:43 PM 
