Camp Experience

I am back from camp. I think it was more of a conference but they call it camp.
I mean the kids do stay at the church but pretty much the whole time was speaking and worship.
So anyways, let me start from the beginning.
We left around 4:30
It was me, Betty and Irma from the orphanage. But Brian, his cousin, Daniel, and another guy traveled with Pastor Auden to Chiclayo. Pastor Auden was one of the speakers out of the 4, besides the pastor of the church. And so anyway we arrived around 6:30 and everything began at 7. Worship, speaker, dinner at 10 and then more speaking until we went to bed at 12:30.
A full day looked like, wake up at 6 in the morning, have devotion with your people in your room, worship included. At 7 or 7:30 breakfast. At 9 we broke up into our teams, 8 of them, and had a speaker for an hour and a half-ish. Then the next speaker. Then a 20 minute break, then the next speaker. Then the next speaker. And then lunch. Then we could go change or shower and return for dinner usually around 6. Then after dinner was another speaker and worship and different people did these dance performances. And then sleep again at 12:30.
There was one bathroom for like 20 girls or more, 5 minutes in the showers only. It was super hot everywhere so you would want to shower as much as possible but I didn't because the line was so long and it was annoying. But I did shower. ha ha. And they did not have water. Only bottled water which I later found out and started buying it because it was killing me. All they served was coffee and some other drink that they like here. The eating was definitely the hardest thing for me while being there and the lack of sleep. And not having water to brush my teeth. I still brushed them, I just didn't rinse my toothbrush which is gross I know but I don't want to get a parasite.
So anyways, the first night at 7 they started it off with a dance performance with the 6 flags of the countries they were representing. Or something. But either way they had an American flag. And they had 6 different girls who did these short little dances that represent that specific country. So I was waiting to see what they did for America. Oh my gosh was I embarrassed to be an American. The girl came out in a cowboy hat, flannel shirt, short shorts, and she looked like a cowgirl. And the music, oh my the music. Full out country. I was shaking my head like what the heck. But it was interesting to see their depiction of Americans. ha ha. I mean nothing against cowboys or the country at all. Because I know how to enjoy myself in the country.
So basically I was the only white person there. And I am not saying this to brag or be conceited but I was like a celebrity. Everyone wanted to know me, to talk to me, to ask me questions. And if they did not get up the nerve to talk to me, they stared at me from a distance. It was like my every move was being watched. And when I would talk in english, because they wanted me too, whoever was nearby was discretely listening. But it was VERY good practice for spanish because I was forced to speak it. That was one of the most positive things from the entire time there. I am not complaining because it was really great to meet so many new people and everything, even though they live in other cities than where I am at. I am just not used to the attention nor am I a huge fan of attention. But it was great to meet people, make new friends. Sad that I probably won't see them again though.
Basically I couldn't understand any of the speaking because they talked to fast for me but the friends that I met were kind enough to tell me the scriptures so that I knew what they were talking about in the Bible at least. So that was good. And one lady who I believe represented the United States, although she is Asian, speaks spanish fluently, knew pretty good english and when she found out I did not speak much spanish, she translated for me the first time she talked with us so it was good to understand one subject.
A girl named Queila randomly came up to me the first night and asked me my name. And from then on, she hungout with Betty, Irma, and I. I noticed this one specific guy staring at me and come to find out, it was her brother. Both her brothers ended up becoming our friends too and I hate to say this because I do not like to sound prideful or conceited but they both had some sort of crush on me. So it made for interesting company. They are really nice guys, friends only. I love that Queila. She was so much fun and so kind. She did not know any spanish but I had my dictionary and she was patient and tried communicating with me. I mean because I understand it if they speak slowly.
So Thursday night was the concert.
Well, the Pastor got up and was asking questions and giving prizes to people and then I guess he was asking something about who was from different countries than Peru because I believe someone went up from Columbia or Chile. But anyways, Daniel and Brian were all like "Estados Unidos Estados Unidos" and were pointing at me. So the Pastor asked me to go up.
Okay so those who know me well know that I do not like the attention on me. There are like 200 or more people at this concert. I go up and since he couldn't really ask me questions that I would know the answers to, he asked me to SING! And then everyone in the crowd was screaming that I should sing too and I was like OH MY GOSH NO! ha ha! I do not sing for anyone. I mean I jokingly sing and I sing in worship at church while other people are singing but not on stage and definitely not for people. But they insisted. So I made Brian come up and sing with me because they wanted me to sing a song in English and I knew he knew english. But I was standing there and I could not think of any song that I knew the words to because I was so nervous that I forgot everything. My mind was blank and I was completely embarrassed. Finally Brian said Open the Eyes of My Heart and I know that one backwards and forwards and so I agreed. And I sang it for them with Brian.
After that it was like I was a celebrity for sure. But those who know me, know I do not sing good, ha ha, so I don't know why they liked it so much. Man was that a big step to overcome.
I think the girls had fun. I hope so. I tried to make it fun but I don't know. The last day we played games. Our teams did at least. I didn't actually go and do any of the games because I could not understand the instructions. I mean I understood once I saw them doing it. But yeah. It was fun to watch. The blue team won. I was in the green team.
We left at 10 last night to return but then one of the tires messed up like 30 minutes or less into the trip and so Pastor Auden had to drive SUPER slow the whole way back. I finally went to bed at 2 a.m.
Oh and my leg is MUCH better. It's just that when I walk too fast or jog or do something more strenuous it starts to hurt so I am just going to take it easy for a while and not play any sports, even though I want too. ha ha.