Suitcase
So after the mention of my suitcase ripping with each trip I make...it finally got to the point where it just wasn´t going to make it any further. Friday night when we had a 4 hour layover in the Koln train station, my dad bought me a new piece of luggage that is bigger and definitely sturdier than my last one...no more worries about my suitcase.
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Leaving HUF, or any international program is so rough! It gets even harder when you're back on this side of the pond and the next group moves into YOUR villa and sleeps in YOUR bed and gets to meet Robbie and Mona and Zeus and Dottie all over again. At least that is how I felt when the summer group got their. I felt like they were stealing something from me personally. Pretty sad feeling I'd say. The idea that I had been signed up to go to Italy since highschool and waited all that time for it and then suddenly it was over hit me too around travel time. This semester back on campus has gone by even quicker than HUF did, if you can imagine it. Well I have rambled enough. I hope you have safe travels back home.
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