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31. Juli 2015

Going back to Germany

And suddenly everything was over. I mean I still did some stuff especially in the one week break in between the exams which I forgot to tell you about but then suddenly it was the last week and everything came to an end.
I came to England with an overweight suitcase, brought more stuff with me after Christmas and have bought some more in England so I packed a parcel that I sent to my parents. And even though DHL was on a strike at the time it got to my parents right away.
And of course there were all those last times: seeing that Exchange Student for the last time, attending a lesson for the last time, being in the park for the last time, going to the beach for the last time, seeing the school for the last time, paying with pounds for the last time, being on the bus for the last time and so on.
On my last day I went to visit my first Hostfamily in the afternoon to say good bye to them too. I had planned to spend the evening with the remaining exchange students but then everything came differently and I spent to evening with my first Hostfamily too. We went to have fish and chips on the cliff were we always used to eat them before it became too cold and it was actually the perfect ending, like coming full circle.
The next morning we got up early (like 5am) sang Happy Birthday for Morgondy as she had just turned two years old that day. Then I had to say Good Bye to the father, and the two older girls and off we went. We picked up another girl and then we came to the ferry station were we met the other exchange students. There our ways parted from the ones of our Hostfamilies and when we got on our coach to Heathrow I said Good Bye to my coordinator Kathy too. Arriving after a short trip our group split again for the different terminals. When we got there pretty much all of us had some sort of problem, ranging from Check-in machine doesn’t work (me) to suitcase and carry-on luggage overweight until flight cancelled. Afterwards we still had a few hours together in our split groups before I had to leave as one of the first. Fortunately I had a seat next to the window, which allowed me to reflect on my year, try to realise what was happening and have a mental breakdown without being disturbed until the plane landed in Frankfurt and I was with my parents again.