It has been quite a week.
I suppose I shall rewind to last Monday, the first “Math Monday,” a theme which wasn’t quite as well received as I had hoped. I would say it is somewhat of a sign when the rhyme I suggested we make became the following:
Four, eight, twelve, sixteen,
Multiplication is so mean.
Twenty, twenty-four, twenty-eight,
Multiplication is what I hate…
Monday and Tuesday also saw the arrival of a total of seven new volunteers. All from England. So then, Wednesday I celebrated the Fourth of July with no less than eight Englanders and no fellow Americans. That was a first. A campfire, guitar, and a healthy dose of Bob Dylan helped to compensate.
I finally got to go on the hike near the house called Muela del Diablo this past weekend. Pictures posted.
Lesson of the week: When competing in an egg drop, a well-designed parachute is always worthwhile.