The last day. I completely have no words to describe how I felt theses days. I can only tell you guys thank you. Thank you for letting us know how do you live, your hobbies, your culture, etc. I believe in fate and I guess one day we’ll stay again together, I don’t know when, where and how, but I hope the earliest, don’t you? So, I explain a bit what had we done. When we woke up we said the last goodbye to Silpha, Sameer’s mom, his dad and his brother.
They had been lovely so leaving was too much hard for us . When we arrived at school we put our suitcases in a room and we did some classes such as French or Greek. I was happy and sad. Finally, Kristin and of course the school's director gave us some FHS’ t-shirts, and then we ate some breakfast too, with all our host friends in the Spanish class.
They had been lovely so leaving was too much hard for us . When we arrived at school we put our suitcases in a room and we did some classes such as French or Greek. I was happy and sad. Finally, Kristin and of course the school's director gave us some FHS’ t-shirts, and then we ate some breakfast too, with all our host friends in the Spanish class.
Finally we made our farewell and we went to the Washington’s airport, where we had to wait loads of hours and eventually, seven hours more in the plane, and moreover two more from Barcelona to Les Borges Blanques... But when I saw my parents, I felt so happy and excited! My best travel ever!
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