Just getting your attention. But apparently the superstition goes that if you get hit by a champagne cork, you will be married in a year. Yes, I got it on my knee with a champagne cork (damn fine champagne too). This was of course after I got a tomato squirted out at me. Let me explain further.
Last Thursday we had a end of the camp dinner with all the tutors, the directors, the helpers and the host families. It was quite the shindig. We had the party at one of the houses of one of the host family's. There was a pool where the kids of the host families and the tutors all jumped in and splashed around although some people splashed and got splashed more than others. The food was amazing. One of the host mom's was a baker so she made like 6 different kinds of pizza, different kinds of bread, and desserts, another made a watermelon fruit mixture that was delish, another brought wine and beer, and another brought some pasta. I could not eat enough, yet ate way too much. I finally had my cantelope (which they call melon here because when I said cantelope they looked at me like I was crazy, and after using Google Translate came up with cantelope again decided to use Google images and found out its just melon) with prosciutto. Mmm mmm good. And then when it was over, towards the end of dinner but before dessert, they brought out the must beautiful bowl of tomatoes I have ever seen. I probably had 3/4s of them. They were so juicy that when you bit into it, it apparently went everywhere and luckily the first and last person to get hit was me. The end of the evening was toasted away (after of course I got hit with the champagne cork) as Italy beat Germany in the semi-finals and we were wished a good night.
Looking back, those two weeks were a great learning experience. I am thankful to the directors, my host family and most of all my fellow tutors for their humor and understanding!
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