That's a Wrap

I apologize for the huge delay in this post. It was so hard getting worked up to write it after I already did it once

I got in late Monday night and was it a long emotional ride home. I was starting to get sick from a week at camp in the rain on little sleep and was completely torn about how I felt about coming home.

Last week I was at a camp outside of Cuernavaca, Mexico at a YMCA camp called Camhomila. It was absolutely beautiful there. In the mountains... all green. I wish I would have taken better pictures, none of them really turned out well.

It was the church camp for all of the youth in the district that works with the OMS missionaries. I'd met some of the people before but for the most part, I was there on my own. There were a few other missionaries that were going to be there, but their Spanish skills were limited therefore, I was the only non Mexican to be a counselor. Therefore, I was in Spanish mode all day long. All last week I maybe spoke in English for 4 hours haha. But it was great. I was surrounded by such an amazing staff and was totally blessed by their friendships and their excitement to be serving God as counselors in the camp. We were in between two tropical storms at the time so it rained. A lot. So we arrived Monday and by Thursday most of my clothes were wet. Dry clothes were a cherished possession. Nothing dried. And it was cold. So when I got home, let's just say I had a bit of a head cold. Buuuut the week was soooo much fun. I had three groups of campers. Little kids, middle school, and high school. Each group was there for 2 days... the high schoolers for 3 days. I had a group of them each time. Here are some pictures to kind of show you some of the things we did throughout the week.

This is all of the counselors going into town for a dinner. They are so much fun and I miss hanging out with them.


Counselors had to compete in all of the competitions, so here I am in the sack race.


This is my first group of girls. They were all so cute.


And we had to make a tower out of straws. Let's just say it's obvious that I'm majoring in a non scientific/ mathematic discipline. It tipped over.


This is one of the games we played with them.


Since I was the tallest, I got to hold onto the innertube for the tug of war. It was pouring down rain and we were WET, on the mud. Everyone was linked to me like a big chain of hugs.


Which team is longest- This was day one or 2 before the rains came.


Here are some of the awesome people I was working with


Some more of the sessions.


Here's my first group of girls again.


I learned soooo many Mexican cheers it's not even funny. I might even know more in Spanish than I do in English at this point :)


My height got me volunteered again for the goalie during this game. The kids were blindfolded and had to tear down the wall. It was hilarious when they got turned the wrong way and started chucking the balls at all of us.


And this was the ropes course. You can see that we were soaking wet. I'm in there somewhere. We had to make it through all of the ropes while holding hands. We couldn't let go and had to find all of our country's flags (each cabin was a country).


And this is my group of teenagers. We were Italy.


I'll write again sometime in the near future about all that I'm thinking about now that I'm back. It's been a long summer and who knows what I'll do next. :)