Cemmo - Capo di Ponte

I made it to Brescia just fine after transferring from 3 trains, but it was on the last league of my journey where things went wrong. I was told that once I arrive in Brescia, I had to buy a bus ticket to Capo di Ponte. I did so, and then stood out by the bus stop. I noticed after a few minutes that the bus that the man told me to take was directed instead towards Capo di Monte. I went bact into the Tabacchi to exchange my ticket and repeated my destination, putting an extra emphasis on "PONTE." "Ahh...I do not know." Well great. He asked another woman behind the counter for help, and she sold me a ticket for the correct bus. But the stop was a bit of a walk. Once I made it to the stop, there was no signdirecting me to the platform. I asked countless people, including bus drivers, and they all kept sending me in different directions. It appears that no one knows where Capo di Ponte is except for this creepy old man who kept following me and offering me a ride. I was shuffled around everywhere and the time for departure had passed, and I still couldn't find my ride.

I was just about to sit down and cry when a kind man named Stefano came up to me and asked if I needed help. He let me use his phone call my camp director, and he asked a different bus driver where I should be. Well apparently there's no bus running today to Capo di Ponte...Geez thanks ACLE. And why in the world was I sold a bus ticket when I clearly wanted to get there today!? Crazy Italians.

Stefano brought me back to the train staion, told me which ticket to buy, and made sure that I got on the correct train. After all that, I ended up in the same station where I started. Figures.

Once I arrived, I was met by a group of nuns and my fellow tutor, Helen. I felt a bit under-dressed as I exited the train in my shorts and tank top, while they were in their longs skirts and habits.

We were taken to the convent and were shown to our rooms. We ate pizza at a restaurant that night, and I immediately got a flashback - I had been here before! I ate at this restaurant last year with my host family from Cerveno! Once I realized how close I was to my past host family, I sent them a message, and my host mom ended up calling Sr. Roberta to speak to me on the phone. She was so excited that we could see each other again. She said that the family was on vacation in Spain this week, but Emanuele, my brother, would be attending camp for the 2nd week.

I decided on having the green book group this week. These kids knew a lot of English, so it was fun joking around with them.

Teaching a dance for the Final Show

Skateboarding Nun: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A0ySp7pkPg

We went to the pool one afternoon with the kids, and they sang camp songs during the entire walk to the train station, on the train, walking to the pool, during the pool time, at dinner, and on the way back home. We couldn't escape! However, I had one coffee too many after dinner, so I was jumping around and singing with them. It started raining while we were waiting for the train, so Sr. Roberta met us once we arrived in Capo di Ponte, and we walked under 2 giant tents, all the way up the hill, back to the convent.

Bored on the train ride

Pool Parade: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFc6xZ5KA2I

At nights, Helen and I would "escape" (we actually had the key) to the onoly bar to get a gelato and drink a bottle of wine.

We ended the week with a Bin Bag Fashion Show. Each person had to dress up using garbage bags and perform a dance within their group. The tutors, Giovanna our helper, and Sr. Roberta performed the Spice Girls Wannabe. Sr. Roberta was Sporty Spice. I gave out American coins as the prizes for the best group.



The kids are going home for the weekend --they'll all be back next week!