Thursday, March 25, 2010

Adios, El Molino y los chicos de Torreon

Well, we were wrong. The students from Torreon stayed all day Friday, and we've had a chock-full day, so we are writing our last blog late.

Last night, the air was crisp, the day staff headed home wishing us "Buenos Noches," and the strains of disco and squeals from 1st graders and 8th graders alike wafted through the night from the "last night of camp dance." This last evening as a whole camp began with a concert from the Musica tailler, with Morgan G. and Nia performing percussion solos, and Nate, Gabriella, John, and three students from Torreon making up the rest of the ensemble.

Once our heads and hearts were filled with beautiful music, we got to fill our stomachs with two different kinds of homemade tamales for dinner, accompanied by the ever-present piles of fresh fruit (tonight was Naranja, melon, and mousse de mango). The tamales were a hit, vanishing quickly as students came back for seconds and thirds.

After the students headed down to the dance, the rest of the staff surprised Peter, the camp director, with a freshly baked birthday cake and serenade in honor of his birthday.

Today we headed out to two destinations in one day of travel: Janitzio and Patzcuaro. Our travellers spent their last day with the students (5th and 6th graders from Torreon) they had grown closest to. There was sightseeing and a boat ride, a hike up a very steep hill and into a statue, group photos (which we can't post and will show when we get home), a colonial town draped in purple and altares in preparation for Semana Santa, parting gifts, a dinner of chicken soup, and some tears and appreciations before our new friends from Torreon headed off for their 15 hour bus ride home. Our students settled in for their last night with Spanish songs led by their amazing head counselor, Fidel, and a last game in the sala before packing and bed.

We've got some tired and transformed students, who are sad to be leaving, and excited to be coming home. We will see you in San Jose airport tomorrow -- and this will be our last post from El Molino.



Janitzio, historically one of only two
inhabited fresh-water-lake islands in the world...
























Patzcuaro, the beginning of Semana Santa.