9 th of November,around noon, a bus going to Bucharest Otopeni Airport.There were hardly any people in the bus and the weather was foggy and somewhat depressing.The sound of whatever Romanian radio station was blasting through my headphones,as I was sitting with the small backpack between my legs.I was excited to be here. Not necessarily in the bus,but on the way to the airport,to my plane who will ultimately take me to Germany.Ok,not Germany,but Switzerland.But I would get to Germany the same day. My phone starts ringing.I look at the name on the screen ."Mum Home".Great,I haven't even left the country yet and my mother is calling to convince me of something. I bought a return ticket for my trip but warned my mother that I might not use it and come a week later. Apparently she wanted me to not postpone my return and come back on the 19 th ,when I was supposed to.I had to attend classses,she said. Oh,did I forget to mention? I'm a student in my last year a...
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you did such a great job - as always! I actually used to watch One Tree Hill - for like a week;-) which is a LONG time for me, given I never watch tv shows!;-)))))
ReplyDeleteThanks:) I watched season 8 and some of season 9.It's the only Tv show that I've wached regularly:)
DeleteThanks for stopping by and linking up and for the support of my new Weekend Blog Hop. Now following you on GFC. I love the background and foreground pictures on your blog. very unique
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