A month in Dorset with rich kids
07.07.2009 - 09.08.2009
(photos to follow when I can be bothered).
Since November 2008 I hadn't worked a day due to some yummy money I earned in Korea. It's now September 2009 and the only work I have done this year is a one month Summer Camp teaching English in July. This camp evened out the figures so I could get my working holiday visa for New Zealand that I leave for tomorrow.
The camp was the usual blend of craziness and close confounds with strangers that you miss come the end. The grounds were lovely and the students were a mixture of princes, athletes and spoilt rich kids from all over the globe. Some were a nightmare, some cute as buttons, some bad sports and others were really cool.
The owners of the camp were nice people and despite troubles with the dreaded swine flu, Fire engines, torrential rain and kids getting chunks of their forehead ripped off by tennis rackets, it was the best camp I've ever worked in.
As you would expect in these situations there were many trials and tribulations between the staff and a little romance but most of the time we had a great time ripping on the students, playing sports and going down the pub when we could to play pool.
All in all I would do it again anytime but for now, I'm off to Kiwi land. Wish me luck.