Wednesday 13th July
10am On my way to New York City! It was my night off last night so Ben and me just slept in the staff room. He’s still really upset about his Nan so we didn’t feel like going out. Loads of people sleep in there. I think we’re allowed, but it’s not really encouraged. All the Polish do it because they signed up to come and work in the kitchen and didn’t realise they’d have to sleep in the bunks with the kids. Having them in the bunks is rubbish for the kids too though as kitchen staff have to get up at about 5am, and their alarms wake everyone up.
We’ve just heard that Leith is going to be fine. Obviously he’s just going back home to Scotland rather than coming to camp, he must be traumatised. He’s got pins holding his ankle together. It’s only been nine days since they died, but sadly things have definitely moved on. Time is slow, but also fast at camp; a day seems like a week and a week a month. Since the memorial the kids haven’t talked about Jamie and Anna at all. Everything is pretty much back to normal, although Earl still hasn’t opened the GC. I’m sure Anna and Jamie’s families don’t feel like things have moved on at all, but we have to. This is meant to be a kid’s paradise, not a place where counselors crash into trees.
8:17pm Had a brilliant time in New York. It’s about a four-hour drive away – driver John dropped us off and picked us up on a mini bus, as usual. We went up the Empire State Building – it was amazing. And we went to Greenwich Village and walked around the little boutique stores. We saw Carrie’s steps off Sex and the City and got a photo sat on them. Emily and me bought loads of sweets from the massive Toys r Us in Times Square and a few hot dogs from the street vendors. We got a quick look at Central Park – it was just like the movies where people walk their dogs, run, skate, chat. I’m gutted we didn’t see any celebrities, but it really was amazing.
I’m excited to explore it more after camp.
I can’t help but spend loads of money when I’m on my days off and judging by the amount of bags on the bus no one else can either. It’s the one time we’re free to do, eat, say and spend what we want, so everyone just goes crazy.