6pm is upon us before we realise it and its food time is a little earlier than usual.
New rule – discuss the day but only the positives; another GVN annoyance. It’s definitely a step in the right direction, but surely it’s more beneficial to discuss the whole of the day, not just the good bits? If we know about the negative parts, something can be done to correct them for the future……
Jake and I do the dishes for the last time. 
As everybody is in an upbeat mood, we agree that we should have one group night out at Optimum. The girls are very keen as we get to see Stephen, the most beautiful boy in the world, who works there and is also one of our students.
We had one beer each, by candle light, and everybody was in great spirits.
Katie, Prya and I are selected by our translators Justeland, Samuel and Zacko to go behind the old bed sheet / curtain that hangs in the corner and behind which the dancing takes place. This is something I was aware of and it felt slightly unusual but since we were the only people in there and we trust the boys implicitly, we start to dance together. The normal practice is for girls to encourage other girls up to dance but the dancing can only be done behind the curtain. The sheet acts as a private divide and once on the other side, the female dancers will be met by the men.
We all walked back to the camp together but Sarah, Andrew, Keely and I stayed up a bit longer to break the record. The latest anybody had stayed up had been 10.10pm. Now, Optimum didn’t open till 8pm, we were there for about an hour and then walked home, so now it was 9.30pm and we weren’t sure we were going to make it. We giggled together about relationships and children and keeping them in bubble wrap, and then moved on to mixing the kids up on Xmas day with the turkey so the turkey is at the table with a party hat on and the children are in the oven – I guess you had to be there. I think the conversation was around the topic of what bad parents we would be; Sarah then hilariously told us that when she was little, she use to play at being an abusive parent. She would tie all her dolls up behind her bed and pretend she was driving whilst shouting at her brood behind her. Before anyone starts to panic, she has a wonderful home life and parents and this scenario couldn’t be further from reality. By now, we all had tears rolling down our face and realised that we had broken the record – it was now 11.13pm and most definitely bed time – I sleep straight through, for the first time, till 6.03am.
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