I have returned (back to this freezing land) with one experience richer. In the first hand, the idea was to stay for a longer time in Catalonia, but my host family deeply understood my desires to head back home. This contains the situation that I couldn't attend into academy to study Spanish. There was also problems with my free time as I felt I was bored. They got the picture and even drove me to the Barcelona for my flight, with the help of new few friends. The return trip was more exiting and sentimental than the arrive.
More and more I know that there is going to be people that you had a strong connection with but it can be that you never again will communicate to each other.
As my flight was supposed to leave at 8:30 AM, it might have been good to prepare for the leaving for few hours before. The flight was intented to make an 8 hour stopover in Copenhagen. I booked that certain flight just for that reason. I just love that city. But to be honest: visiting this city in the coldest month of the year is not the best idea as it's blowing ice cold wind from the sea. Imagine standing on the edge of the haven and the freezing wind hugs all your already dry skin until your face bursts.
In the last evening I had my last supper with my host family (in the same chain restaurant Tagliatella as we were in the first evening) and we also managed to waltz around some shops. We were in one boutique and I was immediately filled with joy when I saw one product I had been thinking to get some day. You know those maps that you can scratch the opaque covering away and it reveals something under it? Suchlike in the lottery games. One of the children heard my fancy for this and tricked me out of the shop with her sibling to look for the soaps in another shop. In the restaurant this map was passed for me over the whole meal table . And I was so happy about this so we asked for a tooth stick and scratched this area I lived for two months. Catalonia. Not the whole country - Spain - only Catalonia.
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