Montectani must translate into top of a mountain after lots of scary, winding roads. We kept going up and up this narrow roadway that had 180 degree turn after 180 degree turn. We
missed a sign and had to make a number of u-turns with our bus too. I was getting al ittle scared; I didn't like being out of control in dangerous driving conditions like that. Today was mostly a driving day for us - about 4 hours. In the middle we stopped at the Fossoli di Campi transit camp. Any Italians, mostly Jews, that were sent to Polish or German concentration camps first passed through a transit camp like Fossoli. Unfortunately our guide was extremely long-winded and it was very hot so a lot of the students tuned out. I can't really blame them though because I was tuning out at times too and I found the content of what he was saying very interesting. We read their journals for the first time today. It helped give us a better glimpse into how the kids are feeling about things. A few of them wrote things that aren't really true or fully accurate, which means that's what they're telling their parents and so that's what the parents are probably e-mailing to one another. For example one girl wrote that her ATM card was eaten by a mach
ine in Venice and none of the leaders would help her. I hadn't even heard of the problem until I read in it her journal. Another wrote that the delegation leaders have it easy because we don't have to do anything. Even still I think I'd like to do this more in the future. While there is a great deal of responsibility I still think it gives me an opportunity to see and do things I might not otherwise be able to do. Next year's trip is scheduled to Australia and New Zealand though and I'm not totally sure if that's where I really want to go. China or Europe provide a lot more useful firsthand knowledge for me to use in the classroom. We check rooms in a few minutes and then hopefully we'll get a bottle of wine to share overlooking the city down at the bottom of the mountain.




























