Sunday (march 7th) we finally had to realize that our four weeks over here are almost over, because we had our farewell party that day.
The longest day in my life
At 6am, my alarm rang, and I wished I could just ignore it and sleep. But I couldn’t, this was the 9th of April, the day of departure from the US.
Gun gone crazy
Have you ever been shot? I have… several times. Does that sound unbelievable? Well, not if you`re playing laser tag.
Time to say goodbye
Today was the longest and shortest day of my entire stay. Shortest, because I have
Today was the longest and shortest day of my entire stay. Shortest, because I havealmost never been so excited for something, and longest because our leave is on the horizon already.
Good Bye Chicago!
After around five hours of sleep, our alarm rang and we needed to get up and get ready for breakfast and our departure from the hotel.