So it's our last day here. Time for campfires and hugs and promises of a reunion.
No, not really. We've all gotten semi-friendly but it would take an accident of fate for any of us to see each other again. And I don't think Penn State would look kindly at our setting fires somewhere. though you never know. Last time I did one of these everyone exchanged e-mail addresses but I don't think anyone ever used them for anything. Maybe with Facebook, who knows, but it doesn't really make any difference.
Meanwhile, I cannot believe how much my body hurts from doing this. I could have played a couple of hours of rugby and I doubt I would have been noticeably more uncomfortable afterwards.
The difficulty of the material is increasing at about the same pace as my ability to process new information is decreasing and I think we've now moved into negative territory.
Lunch today was awful. I decided to stay here this time, which was nice because I got to talk to a couple of people, but bad because of the food. Today we had no choice. It was a box with a two half-wraps, turkey with cranberry sauce and Italian. I like turkey/cranberry wraps and get them at Wawa, but this one had a strange salty taste, beyond the processed turkey saltiness. But of course if you're looking for salt, you need look no further than an Italian wrap. I managed to swallow the first bite but could get no further.
We scurried through the final bits of material, filled out evaluation reports, gave out door prizes (more textbooks! Tote bags!) said a few goodbyes to the people we'd had a moment or two to talk with socially, and off we went.
Two days of this would have been just fine. Four is just too much. Glad to be able to sleep in tomorrow.
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