im in bloody england...

im having a great time! the people are amazing and from all over the globe. there are opportunities to practice my french, but also learn phrases in italian, spanish, russian, czeck, greek, and more too that i can't think of right now. and of course im learning new brittish phrases like "lets go for a wee one" which means lets have a drink and i think you can also call a drink a "tipple" but i will have to verify that. we are busy doing stuff or listening to talks about the camp during the day and boozing at night. the campers dont arrive until saturday and i guess last night was the last time the beers were on the camps tab. tonight we are going to brighton to watch france beat portugal in the world cup semis. the whole camp will be watching the final in a theater. it is very exciting for a lot of the staff, particularly the french and the one italian girl here. a lot of the staff here are teachers and there are two guys that teach english in prague and claim that getting a job there would be very easy. sweet!

funny things ive learned so far:

1. old brittish men are delightful people.

2. fanny packs are not called fanny packs in england. they are called bum-bags. it is important not to call them fanny packs because in england, fanny means vagina and you dont want people to think you are talking about your vagina pack.

3. there is possibly an entire village in ireland where all the tully's come from (i plan on finding it if it does exist).

4. the italian national soccer team plays dirty.

thats all for now. i'll be back with more soon. peace...