One More Week

I've had a hard time writing lately- maybe I'm a little burnt out, or maybe there's just a lot of mental baggage to unpack. Once I get home, I'm going to type up a lot of my notes and will include parts of them here.

It's interesting to see how the class has progressed over the last few weeks. We've finished three of four now. Some days it's really frustrating, and it seems like no one is making any progress. At the same time, the "cream of the crop" seems to be appearing at this point, and while progress is slow, there is a core group of professors that really seem bright and enthusiastic. I've been impressed with Joy's fortitude in everything.

We had to end our lunch-catering contract after they arrived an hour after the teachers left on Wednesday and then dared to bring the same fish that hadn't been eaten the day before- and the odor of which indicated that it had been sitting out for 24 hours. I wish they understood what that would have done to their business had they tried to pull that off in the US.

Eight more days. At this point, I know I will be sad to go. I've gotten into a semi-routine, and there are a lot of people I'll miss. I'm also looking forward to seeing everyone at home.