So we're back in Panama City for the second week of camp, and last week we were in Destin. Today was my day off, so I got a chance to relax some and spend some quality time with one of the other interns who also had her day off today. It was good to get some errands done, and just spend some time not surrounded by 34 other people, but I really did miss being with Daraja. I think the highlight of my day was when Caitlin, the other intern, and I were heading out to dinner, and we past the kids on their way up the stairs. They all screamed our names and gave us the biggest hugs ever. I knew that they would notice that we weren't there and maybe miss us a little, but I never expected that. It was just nice to see that what we do everyday, even the little tasks like doing laundry, ironing, and making sure everyone takes a shower, really does make a difference. I did enjoy getting to make phone calls to some people today. I told several that I talked to that sometimes I feel like I'm in a Daraja bubble, cut off from the rest of the world. It's not a bad thing - I absolutely love what I'm doing and I never feel like I'm missing out on anything else - it's just very surreal. Anyway, next we're headed to Blountstown, Florida, wherever that is. The youth group from Monticello will be a camp next week, so it will be nice to get to see some people from home. Take care everyone!

I'll leave you with a funny story (or at least I think it's pretty funny):
When we were eating breakfast at our host home in Destin, the host asked if any of the girls would like a piece of toast. Cynthia, one of the choir members, turned to me with eyes wide and excitedly asked what "pizza toast" was.