NINA's bACK, BACK AGAIN...

Well officially i knew that I was home when i got in an argument with the cab driver from the airport. He told me that it was going to be ten dollars and then in the car on the road he changed his wording to ten euros. Needless to say we but heads but I won. Take that scummy caabdrivers who thinking they are pulling the wool over some Foreigner's eyes! IT felt good to argue in ROmanian and it felt good to be back in Romania. That is not to say that I don't miss you all! Dreams of soft toilet paper and friendly Torrance faces keep haunting me at night.
I just returned from my third camp yesterday. This was the boys only camp and boy ( pardon the pun) was it different! whereas the girls gave us no problems whatsoever, the boys had territorial issues. The stuck together like little gangs. But the situation could not have been more ideal. We stayed at a two star villa in the Petrosani mountains. to get there we had to ride ski-lifts to the top of the hill. Wild horses roamed the green space around the villa and David one of the campers, showed me how to tame them. No kidding, I pet the wild horses. i couldn't have been more happy at that moment if you had called me Cameron Diaz and told me that I had just won a trip to the moon.
The second day at camp we went on a six and half hour hike to a mountain lake Lacul Mija. the boys, crazy as they are went swimming in their underwear in the ice cold water. Tara, Anna Maria, and I (the only girls at camp) laughed till we couldn't breathe as they jumped up and down shivering at the bank of the lake. but the best night I think was the last when we hosted a Casino Night. We decorated the Villa's really shady basement pub with baloons and turned on the black lights to discover glowing naked women adorning the ceiling. IT was like some kind of porno-70's version of the Sistine Chapel. Body parts popped out of ceiling at ungodly angles and unhuman positions. Quite fitting actually for that vegas feel. The best part of the room was the pole in the corner. Mounted on a stage it was complete with ridging to help ensure a better grip on things. When the boys ran out of money J.R. made them do a short pole dance to earn some more. It was a wild night, complete with a money heighst. One of the kids Darius dressed up as a robber and stole all the bank's money. Camp ended too soon as always and here I am again in valcea with nothing to do. Well, I am moving, so I'm not doing nothing.
Anyways, I just wanted to end with a thanks to everyone for making my time at home something special. I really missed you all a lot and continue to miss you. I can't believe how time flies by...one more year and....to be continued!