The liceo visit to end all liceo visits

I don't mean it was the last one. It's just an idiomatic expression that means it was super fun. The bee's knees. The cat's pajamas.  Fun!

This weekend was the end-of-liceo trip for sixth-graders at school 36, and I got to tag along.

We helped the Uruguayan military put up tents for us

and trekked along the hazardous lovely beach of La moza (the waitress?)

Each night closed with a bonfire with all 75 kids and the accompanying teachers and the principal, Margarita herself. The dance party afterward at the boys' tent was optional.

We took the fortress by storm.

Also stole the doggies' hearts.

Made lots of food

And lots and lots of friends.

 

And though the bus broke down just outside the park on the way home, it was fine. We took the time to 'moler cafe, a moler cafe' and play other silly games.

Then did some final star-gazing. We finally got home around midnight, and it was all good, because Monday was a holiday.

Many, many thanks to all the teachers and kids from the IBO who made the trip so wonderful!