If Not You'll Go to Liechtenstein

The students arrive in about 3 hours, and then... the fun theoretically begins. But in the meantime, the camp coordinator, Kent, decided that it would be a good night to sneak out of the dorm (which locks up at 11 pm) and check out the night life in our little mountain town.

This translated to a bar, followed by a karaoke place, followed by another bar, where we stayed till the dorm reopened at 6 am. At the karaoke bar one of the TAs announced her boyfriend had just broken up with her, at which point several other guys in the group sought to, ah, comfort her.

While watching the requisite soap opera develop, I also learned a lot about Korean drinking games, at which it turns out I do well enough to avoid drinking. Despite being nominally in charge, Kent drank himself into a stupor, roused enough to reenact the "king of the world" scene from Titanic, then slumped back into his seat and began to snore. He also mentioned his mother a lot.

An update to come on the students and whether, in fact, Kent wakes up in time to host the "opening ceremony." If not, I might volunteer to substitute for him and offer a lyrical verse or two for the occasion. Something like,

"Welcome, students, to the camp,
we'll make you into creative champ!
Just do your work, and you'll be fine,
If not you'll go to Liechtenstein."