The Best Day Ever

That, dear readers, is a direct quote from a certain Ms Eder.

When we returned from the morning - midday jaunt, the groups that had not been under my supervision had tales of conquest and adventure that had my eyes spinning. They were so excited they couldnt contain themselves. I mean, the ones who went with me were OK, they had enjoyed themselves, but they werent in rapture like the other groups. I wont give away too much here so they can tell you themselves, but there was a scavenger hunt of sorts, where students could get points for doing things like learning to play 40, the local card game, or meeting certain sorts of people, finding certain sorts of food...They outdid themselves and had a fantastic time.

We had 30 minutes of down time, and then I took them up to the Museo San Francisco, and left them to take the tour while I scouted out the specific location of the theater where we wanted to see a play tonight. Found it, returned, both in the torrential rain. But all in all the rain lasted about an hour and a half, maybe two, and the rest of the day we were dry.

The students (and particularly the chaperones) liked the tour, and we then opted for another hour and a half or so of scavenger hunting before meeting back at the hotel at 5:00 to prepare for our evening´s outing, and the day´s travel tomorrow to Mindo.

Supper at a local restaurant, onto the trolley for a few stops, and then in to see ¨Tirenle Tierra¨. Again, I wont give too much away, but the students were very moved and effected, and Ms Getzen, who does not speak Spanish, said it was possibly the most amazing experience she´s ever had in theater. I agree - I was flabbergasted. A great outing.

Back on the trolley, a walk on the plaza to find ice fream, de-briefing before travel tomorrow, and hopefully soon to bed. We are all footsore and full of things to digest, food-wise and intellectually. Great day.

Hasta manana, from Mindo!