I couldn't survive working so many hours without incredible kitchen staff. As I said before, they were coming from all around the world and that was a good thing because firstly, everyone felt shy and incertain.
But theeen the party began :D I do appreciate those moments, when we had even just half an hour of break and we were sitting on the staires or stones and just talking without phones and internet. I didn't even feel the need to log on facebook every day (unbelievable, right?:D) I didn't write so often to my parents also, once my mom asked me if I am still alive haha.
People were fighting of course, when we were very tired, even one thing could make us angry. But after all, everyone was very helpful, when I was standing 10 hours and I knew, that I won't be able to finish desserts, I could always count on people.
How weird is that we spent 2 months together and spend another 10 months just passing time until the summer... Through good times and bad, I'm so moved by my time with all of them.
Water fights, cake fights, social games, campfires, watching films together and travelling during our day off's made a bond between us, which I really appreciate. Right now I know that I can travel to Mexico, Hungary, Slovakia, Czech Republic etc. and I always find support from them.
This summer has flown by way definitely too fast. I would be even more blessed to come back again and again.
Although I consider being in the US as a unforgettible adventure, I cannot call this paradise, mainly because of the food (and their prices :D) When it comes to people, it is completely different, it was much easier to live with them, cooperate and go through the problems than with polish people. Although first impression is very important and most of the Americans are very stubborn and then is almost impossible to convince them :)
I learn how to live much slower, not to take care about everything too much, I understood that we are just humans and sometimes it is good to make mistakes. At work I was trying to be a perfectionist that's why I was satisfied to work alone, without messy kitchen staff :D Grils were cutting their fingers, burning their hands and food :D It was a nice feeling to be the only one who survived 2 months without any cuts.
My mom is an amazing cook and partially I was glad that I won't eat so much, I wanted to loose weight finally and eat less. But my plans have foundered. I've ate even less than at home and after all I put on weight almost 6 kilogramms :D At first two weeks I tried to eat only salads with tomato and cucumbers (that was the only healthy thing on camp) but come on, I am definitely not a rabbit.
And then the fun has started :D Breakfast doughnuts (sometimes children even ate salad with chips and dip bleeeeh), lunch - cheese with pasta and fries (+dessert), dinner - hamburgers, pizza, chicken wings (+dessert of course). Kitchen staff have always eaten after the kinds, we must did it very quickly because we wanted to clean fast and take a rest finally. But the kids didn't help us at all, they were very messy during meals, especially when I've baked brownies, dough were all over the tables, chairs and floors. I regret that I did not take a photo of this art haha.
Happily, during the travelling I was buying food very rarely, camp gave us meals so then I ate just once a day. I was not hungry because of the heat and food prices :D And I've lost everything what I put on weight, yesss! Maybe It will sounds very stupid and shallow but I'd rather to buy some shoes ands clothes and spend it on museums and tourist attractions then waste my money on food haha :D
It was the best decision in my life to choose the United States as my next travel destination. But before, I had to work hard to earn for this pleasure :) I truly recommend to everyone to take part in Work & Travel program. Of course, I had lots of doubts because I was travelling completely alone, I was not sure if I can achieve it. In this post I will tell you about my work and place, where I lived during this summer.
My destination was Brant Lake Camp, one of the oldest privately owned camps in the US, enjoying nearly 100 years of single family ownership as a camp for boys ages 7 to 15. It is located in the most beautiful area, crystal clear lake and mountains in the background. Mostly we hang out near private waterfront and beaches to take a rest and just admire the nature.
I've worked as a baker - for me it was a dream job, I thought that I would be a toilet cleaner but ufff so far so good :D I love baking, decorations are one of the things that give me a lot of happiness. I used to work 9-10 hours per day, sometimes it was very difficult because of the heat of two huge ovens, but I cannot complain. I had my own kitchen for baking so no one disturbed me. I wouldn'd be myself if I didn't break both of the ovens in the first week haha :( Nevertheless, having the best chef in the world made my job no stress and anger.
Sometimes I was very mad about the fact that everyone liked my cookies and cakes so much :D They ate it a lot... like 1200 chocolate cookies per day :P each of them should get only one, but of course they were cheating, sneaky and I've always baked more than I had to.
The best part of being at the camp was getting to know people. They came from around the world, Hungary, Slovakia, Czech Republic, Mexico, Jamaica, UK, Turkey and of course US. I already miss them so much, joking and playing in water fights.
