Carola’s travel

We woke up early Saturday morning because when here it was 8.00 hours in Spain it was 13.00 hours. It must be the called “jet lag”.

Oh! Excuse me. I think that I have no time to write this diary everyday. I’ll be helped by my pair of “duendes de hombro”. I’m sorry because Yan, one of them, is very pessimistic. However I think the other one, Yin, will be very nice for you. Thank you and sorry for the changes.

- Hello I’m Yin and I’ll tell you all the story.

-Hey! I want to talk too.

-Ok, ok… He is Yan and he will help me to tell the story. Well, let me see what we were talking about. Oh! I know:

As Carola was saying, she woke up too early and as she hadn’t got anything to do she went to a supermarket with the others Spanish girls. At 12:30 they had to come back to the hotel to collect their baggages.

Spanish students went by bus to a big department store, that in USA are called “mal”. That mal was called Wretham Village. It was very nice because there was a lot of places for shopping.

-I don’t think so. It was bad because it invited to the consumerism and I don’t like it. Besides the weather was too hot and I was bored.

-Shut up! It’s me who is telling the story. Well, as I was saying they were at the mal a very short time. At 1:30 they arrived to Milford High School.

Carola saw a girl who had a paper with her name and she walked towards her. It was how Carola met Amanda and her mother, Christine. They went to their house and Carola with them. She was established in her new room.

That same day she went with Amanda for “baby-sitting” with her in a house but she was so tired that she felt asleep in the sofa.

-Yeah, it was a very intense day. And I was so tired too.

-I’m tired now. I think we must go to bed. Ok?

-Ok we will write more tomorrow. Good night.