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What is 800? 800 people for 6 days. Filling 800 bowls with 3 meals a day. Washing said bowls, cups, forks, knives spoons, pailas, 3x a day. skin peeling from all the detergent. bathroom clean-up for 800 youth. Welcoming committee waking at 3am to start welcoming with full band, horns, drums, fog horns red devil buses filled with youth from around Panama. Starting at 3 am, continuing on for every last bus from 3am to 5pm. Waiting in line for the showers behind 40 girls wanting to impress and be impressed.

But yet, bonding & gelling as a group more than ever before. Shared belly-laughs over yet another container filled with people's forgotten plates once you thought you couldn't wash one more thing. Crashing into your tent way too early, too zonked to play one more camp game. Moments of quietly walking off to the river while the campers are in yet another 4 hour conference in the early afternoon. Stories shared over the giant vats of cooking rice. Learning how to prepare Ohaldras for a billion people, or so it seems, at 4:30am. Learning, through yet another example, of how to live life in community, well.

Priceless.