Day 6

Greetings. This time from the ILAC center. Once again, a day after when we were supposed to write this. I am currently writing this while the actual blog crew for today is playing a game of dominos. After coming over to say hi, they put their duty onto me (not that I can complain). Nevertheless, the day was much like the first one, only with less aqueduct work done, unfortunately. Rain was a constant during our stay at the campo, and it had rained all night and all morning, preventing us and the people of the campo from working, but it wasn’t all bad. I say this because we managed to dance in the rain (something everyone should do as a bucket-list experience), engage in several tabletop games and, eventually, as a break in the storm was coming, our chaperones proposed a “fun” scavenger hunt: see who can gather the most and most unique trash, and they would win something. Unfortunately, this game commenced as the rain restarted and, suffice to say, nothing was dry. Socks turned to sponges, clothes were soaked, and skin turned wrinkly. After another break in the storm, and after the game ended (with no declared victor, so the writer will declare themselves victor), we went on an expedition to another nearby beach, this one even better than the previous cove. We wandered down the shores of a picturesque, practically perfect beach. With a poor streak of luck, this time was cut short, as another break in the campo storm was approaching, but we made it just in time to avoid the rain. Dinner was delicious, and with the end of a tiring and stressful day, our final full day at the campo, we retired to our quarters, where the writer and their little group gathered around with their families to dance and chat late into the night. This current writer may not see you for the next one, so this is the current blog crew, mostly consisting of one tired individual, signing off. I’ll see you starside.