Last night I was woken up by a storm. The rain and lightning where loud because of the corrugated iron roof. When the storm was over I slept again for a while. When I woke up again it was morning. I went downstairs. To my surprise the breakfast existed from pancakes. They were just like the ones in the Netherlands. Yummy!!!...
I met the cook of the house for the first time this morning. I walked downstairs and walked around the corner and didn't expect to see anyone. She didn't either and we were both a bit startled, but she still gave me breakfast.
Yesterday I left for the airport at 7 am, together with my parents and my sister. I got to the airport a bit early, so I drank some tea and had some extra time to say goodbye to my family. My luggage couldn't be checked in by the special machine, there were troubles with this for my flight. This meant...