Hello Americans. Your Hungarian missionary, Anne H. Galloway is blogging tonight to recount our friday experiences to you. Friday was the last day of Converse camp. We woke up at the usual 7 a.m. and dined at the Hotel Romantika with granola, fruit, and rolls that generally exceed the size of our heads. By the time we got to the Paulus House everyone was quite sleep deprived and patience was low, but we prayed for strength and God, being faithful as always, provided us with much energy that was not our own. During the morning prayer, our team presented Janos with a gift card to the restaurant where we ate tonight (could not recount the name) and Shanez with converse for him and his family. This was their first pair of converse, and I can speak for the whole team when I say that seeing his excitement was priceless. My personal favorite was the hot pink pair for the little girl Zoe. Mom, I am considering purchasing some when I return. Back to camp, we opened a PB&J skit. I will not go into detail, but I think everyone got nauseated when Tim scraped peanut butter off is armpit for Troy to eat in a sandwich.

Friday, being the last day of camp, meant a special event. HUNGARIAN IDOL. wahooooo. After much blood, sweat, and tears, the groups presented their dances in the gym where we play the afternoon games. Mollie and Dixson's groups led off with "I'm a Believer". It was a cute dance which got them 2nd place. Mary and Jena's group danced to "Best Love Song". This was funny and also got a well deserved 2nd place. Tim and Frannie had my personal favorite dance to "Whip My Hair" and recieved a controversial 3rd place. Kinsey and Osk also got 3rd place with a dance to "Get Silly" that was good for having yet to practice. Now you may be wondering to yourself... But who got first? Well, fellow bloggers, that was Allison and myself's group. Victory is sweet.

We ended the game with capture the flag, Matball, then family feud. This popular American game show was taken to new levels with Tim and Troy hosting and Osk managing the game board. This was the first year in which the American leaders were not allowed to help their group answer questions. The theme was American culture so now you bloggers might be thinking... Wasn't that frustrating to not be able to help your ignorant group answer questions about American culture? Why yes it was. So when the occasional cheater leader which I shall not name (Mary) tried to 'assist' her group, she too could not answer a question properly. Turns out Osk made up all the facts in the game so they were far from accurate. For instance: most visited U.S. place was the St. Louis arch. Debatable.

Saying goodbye to the campers was sad. We said goodbyes and promised to find each other on facebook. It was an exhusating night, and we all went to bed the earliest we had all week. Someone else needs the computer and I don't know how to end.... love to all!

P.S. since I am not suppose to be contacting with the outside world besides the blog, Mom will you please have rasberries, blackberries, strawberries, blueberries, and watermelon when I return? 143