Possibly the least productive day of the trip (unless you're Sophie in which case Psychology is life). The day got off to a lovely lethargic start and consisted mainly of packing and relaxing by the pool. The boys discovered a new game, affectionately named Salone Ball, whilst the girls were badgering away with their books and getting their tan on.
After a stressful and emotional departure of the less elite half of the group, the more elite half wasted no time in getting down to the beach. Ms D thought she was finally going to be driving a keke, under the dubious eye of Christian, but no chance! She got a ride on it and appreciated the AC!
An afternoon in the sun on a beautiful beach was the perfect way to cap off our Salone experience; football was played, fishing boats were climbed, and we even got couscous instead of rice for lunch.
A stop off at our favourite Gelateria (unlucky Sophie) saw Mr Coward finding a lovely deck chair to sit on, and the team exploring a variety of flavours with complex code names so that you don't really know exactly what you're having.
The evening came to a close after a few cracking games of pool-by-the-pool, featuring Mrs D showing us all up with her weird French techniques.
I know that I speak for everyone when I say that this has been a life changing, eye opening, and humbling experience, (and a good laugh too.) Thank you to everyone who made it possible but most of all to Mrs D, Mr Bowen, Mr Coward, and Mr Waltiño for making this the best 12 days of our lives!
Oskar :)
As this will be the final post for the trip, I would like to thank the wonderful group of pupils who accompanied us this year, and also give a big great thank you to Aunty Kitty Fadlu-Deen, the principal at Ballanta, Mr Lovelace Love-Harding, her assistant and King Musa, without whose dedication and commitment to working with us, chauffeuring us around Freetown, and always being available, we could not do any of this! tɛnki… a de kam! We go si bak!
