Vildelavilla from the top of the valley. This morning was very emotional as we all said goodbye to each other. I'm sure we'll stay in touch but when one of the staff said a poem that she's written I almost cried.

In the evening a group of us headed out for dinner. A beggar tried to take t's phone that was sitting on the table but luckily it was noticed and he didn't steal anything. After dinner we sat in plaza mayor, under a statue of an anatomically correct horse and drank beer.