The Goethe Forest Trail around the outskirts of Weimar, smitten the Blythe Doll time again. It is an enchanted silence that makes this place into something special.
Friday, August 28, 2009
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to Goethe's footsteps in Weimar way
The Goethe Forest Trail around the outskirts of Weimar, smitten the Blythe Doll time again. It is an enchanted silence that makes this place into something special.
The Goethe Forest Trail around the outskirts of Weimar, smitten the Blythe Doll time again. It is an enchanted silence that makes this place into something special.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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the summer in an enchanted forest
in the forest, it is always relaxing, and the Blythe Doll welcomes your walks together;))
in the forest, it is always relaxing, and the Blythe Doll welcomes your walks together;))
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
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The last few weeks have been robbed to the farewell
I can not believe that my last entry was so long ago, even though for me still Everything is so clear in memory.
After I, as described in the previous text, was robbed last month was still in my own, everything to me so quickly to be more accurate, way too fast so I had neither time nor desire to write about my resignation.
And now I'm back here at home in Germany, sitting on the couch, staring at the cloudy sky, as so often, find me a cup of coffee and German music in the background.
Where should I start to tell now ...
Very well, my last weeks in Ecuador were incomparable to the others.
The school my friends and I ended in early June, so I expected only one month vacation in Ecuador.
my free days I spent with friends of course. We met, laughed, ate ice cream, went on short trips and we could actually nothing and no one spoil our good mood, would not be the final meeting and parting of the others have been present almost every week.
late June to mid July is nunmal the departure time of the exchange students and thus provided the homecoming of all in their homeland.
So also with us in Ecuador.
the end of June so we gathered our often under the exchange students went to eat at parties or for us to say goodbye.
The sense of unity and solidarity between us was young in those moments has never been stronger, and so we followed many friends to Flughhafen to them "goodbye" to say. Despite the many sad moments
so grew the friendship between us but more so, and my relationship with my family was from day to day more intimate and intense. I often talked
with my parents about the imminent departure and a hopefully see you again soon.
According to my host mom, should I stay in Ecuador prefer to study and marriages, and just missed my flight.
Easier said than done and even if these jokes were even joking, we all know, I have to go though but we will meet again.
The day I left, passed comb closer and the days too fast.
I spent much time with my mother and on weekends, if it was possible the whole family.
Then finally it was time to say goodbye to friends and even my previous families. So I was the last day andauernt go and again I could not understand the need to adopt me already.
The time I finally tore it, full of goodbyes, packing suitcases and unrest broke out with me after all the hustle and bustle of what should probably suppress my mixed feelings.
Chaotic So, as is the case me approaching with the suitcase baking, I decided even a week earlier to do with it, which, while well-intentioned but chaotic proceeded as usual
I do not know exactly how many times I my two suitcases again and packed up and how much I hereafter, that because of excess baggage sorting out what else, still had to.
A nightmare!
Even the day of departure could be seen sitting in front of me desperately my luggage.
And then he was there, my last morning in Ecuador, my last Früchstück, the last shower, a quick look in my room.
On the way to the airport, I joked around with my family the last time we laughed and enjoyed so, more or less, the last common carriers in the car.
To briefly to convey an impression further from the action, present at the airport were friends from in and outside my school, my host brother from my second Family, my 1st Host dad and of course my last farewell familie.de struck me more than difficult, especially when I took my visiting parents in the arm ... the tears were finally also not avoid and then schluchtzend and a heavy heart I entered the security area.
the long flight, I was happily with 3 other German girls. We sat in a row of four, spent the time talking, sleeping and eating, and helped us during the change of course in Madrid.
From Madrid out, it went for me had to be the only on to Dusseldorf, the other 3 to Frankfurt and Munich.
Just last machi, in the last hours that I was by myself and my country, and thus still separated from family and friends, I realize all this only once correctly. While still sad, but with growing anticipation for the home, also passed the last hours in the air, more or less quickly.
And then the machine finally took to land, I could not resist a broad grin and a bright view of the cloudy weather and Germany Dusseldorf airport.
What has happened yet in this ZIP, I will schlidern at this point any further, but with a new cup of coffee, another day. 
I can not believe that my last entry was so long ago, even though for me still Everything is so clear in memory.
After I, as described in the previous text, was robbed last month was still in my own, everything to me so quickly to be more accurate, way too fast so I had neither time nor desire to write about my resignation.
And now I'm back here at home in Germany, sitting on the couch, staring at the cloudy sky, as so often, find me a cup of coffee and German music in the background.
Where should I start to tell now ...
Very well, my last weeks in Ecuador were incomparable to the others.
The school my friends and I ended in early June, so I expected only one month vacation in Ecuador.
my free days I spent with friends of course. We met, laughed, ate ice cream, went on short trips and we could actually nothing and no one spoil our good mood, would not be the final meeting and parting of the others have been present almost every week.
late June to mid July is nunmal the departure time of the exchange students and thus provided the homecoming of all in their homeland.
So also with us in Ecuador.
the end of June so we gathered our often under the exchange students went to eat at parties or for us to say goodbye.
The sense of unity and solidarity between us was young in those moments has never been stronger, and so we followed many friends to Flughhafen to them "goodbye" to say. Despite the many sad moments
so grew the friendship between us but more so, and my relationship with my family was from day to day more intimate and intense. I often talked
with my parents about the imminent departure and a hopefully see you again soon.
According to my host mom, should I stay in Ecuador prefer to study and marriages, and just missed my flight.
Easier said than done and even if these jokes were even joking, we all know, I have to go though but we will meet again.
The day I left, passed comb closer and the days too fast.
I spent much time with my mother and on weekends, if it was possible the whole family.
Then finally it was time to say goodbye to friends and even my previous families. So I was the last day andauernt go and again I could not understand the need to adopt me already.
The time I finally tore it, full of goodbyes, packing suitcases and unrest broke out with me after all the hustle and bustle of what should probably suppress my mixed feelings.
Chaotic So, as is the case me approaching with the suitcase baking, I decided even a week earlier to do with it, which, while well-intentioned but chaotic proceeded as usual
I do not know exactly how many times I my two suitcases again and packed up and how much I hereafter, that because of excess baggage sorting out what else, still had to.
A nightmare!
Even the day of departure could be seen sitting in front of me desperately my luggage.
And then he was there, my last morning in Ecuador, my last Früchstück, the last shower, a quick look in my room.
On the way to the airport, I joked around with my family the last time we laughed and enjoyed so, more or less, the last common carriers in the car.
To briefly to convey an impression further from the action, present at the airport were friends from in and outside my school, my host brother from my second Family, my 1st Host dad and of course my last farewell familie.de struck me more than difficult, especially when I took my visiting parents in the arm ... the tears were finally also not avoid and then schluchtzend and a heavy heart I entered the security area.
the long flight, I was happily with 3 other German girls. We sat in a row of four, spent the time talking, sleeping and eating, and helped us during the change of course in Madrid.
From Madrid out, it went for me had to be the only on to Dusseldorf, the other 3 to Frankfurt and Munich.
Just last machi, in the last hours that I was by myself and my country, and thus still separated from family and friends, I realize all this only once correctly. While still sad, but with growing anticipation for the home, also passed the last hours in the air, more or less quickly.
And then the machine finally took to land, I could not resist a broad grin and a bright view of the cloudy weather and Germany Dusseldorf airport.
What has happened yet in this ZIP, I will schlidern at this point any further, but with a new cup of coffee, another day.
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