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A week ago I arrived back in Sweden, this time to stay.
With a certificate in my hand, and a roller coaster along the way, I can today say that I'm proud over myself, and what I have achieved. I arrived in Bournemouth with a self confidence at the bottom and I left as a new person.
Thanks to all staff and students at EF Bournemouth, for your patience and life long memories we have created together. I will always be grateful for this experience. I did it!!
I'm back in Sweden and honestly it's quite weird. Everyone is taking Swedish and my brain is spinning around between english and swedish all the time, and don't forget the traffic, they are driving on the right side. I'm back in my normal Swedish life, or not really yet and it's not like it was when I first left. I have learned so much this last year and from this experience, for once I can say that I have friends all around the world, real friends and I have an extra sister from Switzerland.
Until next time!!
My last time in England I spent with my mom first by showing her around in Bournemouth and then in London. We got some shopping done, and a little bit of sightseeing but most of all it was just a time for us to spend time together.
Last full weekend in Bournemouth have past by. Saturday I played paintball for the first time in my life. It was fun but scary and now afterwards I have some bruises left...
Sunday I spent at Old Harry Rocks, it's cliffs with really beautiful view. It's quite a long way to get there and the public transport isn't the best one. We took the bus and walked the last part but another thing I would recommend is to rent a bike in Bournemouth and cycle there. That takes around 3 hours, all depending on how fit you are. We met both staff members and other students there which was kind of strange but in a positive way.
Later on the evening we met up with Shahab and a bunch of other students at Walkabout to watch the soccer game between Real Madrid Vs. Barcelona. Right before halftime, they throw us out, even if we didn't drink anything because some of us were under 18 and some had forgot their ID at home. Normally it's okay, and they are first checking ID after the game but apparently not this time. We all decided to go to Sharkeys instead to watch rest of the game there.
It was a successful weekend but almost unbelievable that it's soon my time to leave.