Spain- Day 242

I realized I haven’t blogged about Spain half as much as I should’ve. After all, I did spend about a month of my exchange there. The first thing you notice about Alicante, is that there’s no hurry. Everyone seems to be so at ease and focusing on the now. It’s among the only places where…

Day 35- The time I had a Barabapapa

I don’t really know what to say these days. Words fail me. I haven’t been up to much lately. I went for an AFS activity on saturday and we played escape rooms in Mechelen, it was great, I actually really like the entire AFS team. I went for a party that night and it was…

The diary entry of a refugee

28 November 2015 Saturday It was just when I thought that our wandering days were over, and the house had started to feel like a place we could call home. Even though ammi was still missing and it had been a week since they said it’ll take forty two hours to locate her. I was…