 After a horrible journey to the campsite the girls I traveled with and me finally arrived. It was really beautiful. The hills were all green and it smelled like grass that had just been cut. I remember that very clearly. I didn't know by then that the grass would become really smelly and a pain because it would be laying there for so long (hi hi), but that all didn't matter. The first evening we did some games to get to know each other. That was really fun and good for the camp spirit. And then finally we could go to bed.
The next morning I heard singing and I was kind of confused, what was going on? Then the girl with who I shared a tent told me that they always woke you up with singing. I thought that was really nice. The next day was a day of getting used to the rhythm and the rules. Everybody got to choose a sort of class you would take for the rest of the camp. The options were: theatre, photography, juggling and acrobatics, theme discussions, scalping, writing poems and cooking. I chose theatre and I never regretted that. Then at noon we got a delicious meal (and a lot would follow over the two weeks) and then it was time for the afternoon-break, or siesta as we called it. That was really good because often it was too hot to do anything. You could just kind of sleep in the shadow or do anything you wanted. It was also a good time for socializing and that was really fun. Then after siesta we could choose between two activities: dancing or sports. You could choose something else every day. I chose dancing every day; I loved it. We learned how to dance the Argentinean tango a little bit. I still remember the steps! Then after a meal of bread we did something else every evening. Sometimes it was a walk, or a discussion on the theme, or just about anything. But then after three days or something (I don't really remember) we went on a three-day-hike. That was soooo good. In that short amount of time you get to know people so well because there is really nothing else to do than talking and you sometimes get into certain circumstances where people act in a way they wouldn't when you would just be in a safe place like the campsite.  So after the hike the campsite was a whole different place for me. It wasn't just a camp with activities and food and tents and stuff; it was a place where a lot of friends were and that was such a good feeling. Even the staff-people weren't like some teachers or eldery people; they were just as much my friends as the participants were. The two weeks really flew by. We did so much fun stuff, too much to tell, and I might not even remember every single thing we did. But I remember how good I felt and thatís what will stay in my head forever.
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