Land of the Free - Part I

Okay okay, I guess I have to tell you about my trip to the states at the beginning of this year because it’s still very present in my head.
I actually wanted to start with my studies last year but unfortunately I didn’t get a place to study and I still had to make an internship in the field of social work to be allowed to go to a university. And because a very good friend of mine lives in the states and because she asked me to come over and visit her and because I had no special other plans at that point, I decided to forget about all my prejudices concerning the USA and just went there.



Oh my goodness, I was so excited because it was my first time on a plane and because I get travel sick so easy (see entry “How to start a Monday morning?”). I luckily made it to Oklahoma safe, without throwing up, not on time, suffering from jetlag and longing for an extensively shower but I made it.
The first thing I remember were these glaring lights on the highway on our way home. I felt like being over the moon. There had been a bad accident and I just thought ‘oh my goodness, what a great first impression’.
Unfortunately I don’t remember the first few days very well because I’ve been in kind of a coma, except that I flooded my friend’s bathroom the first day and was busy with wiping the floor for 2 hours. (I have to say that I feel much more comfortable and safer in German restrooms)...

To be continued