last drinks with Linda and Kirsty from the San Ramon orphanage in a back-alley karaoke bar, with two gringo hen parties and some greased-for-a-good-time locals, and first drinks with the teachers for the principal's birthday...

assuming the kids really aren't listening, i know that at least one person has learnt something from this school week... i have learnt if you couldn't do tequila before, you won't be able to do it now.