Weeks are passing by so fast and almost schooltime again...
This is the very last weekend of my very last summer holiday as a student. Feels so strange.
Maya's diary ends at 2012.12.21. and people says this is going to be the end of the world. Well if they are right I have/had a great last year.
11 hot summer weeks had gone with a tonns of fun and new experiences after 5 and a half month in Sweden.
Then start the story at the beginning. Well maybe a bit earlier...
I had a wonderful ski holiday with my parents and sis in Schladming. As a Christmas present I surprised myself with a jacket I always wanted.
we had beautiful weather with some sun at the beginning and than some snow storms for my pleasure. My riding improved a lot, I got more stable and selfconfident on board, did some pow riding and had some fun in park. On the very last day my board almost fell out from the lift because of the heavy wind. At night it was snowing like hell and I felt I must go out in my boots and just walk for a while, enjoy snow and organise my thoughts. My heart was quite heavy. I had some difficult exams left and in 2 weeks I was going to leave family, friends, Hungary and move to another land, to Sweden.
First time in my life I spent New Years Eve in Budapest. That was scary. Many drunk people in the streets and clubs were full.
Made predrinks at a friends place and moved to the club, celebrate midnight, got some New Years Eve kisses, dande all night long and than have a nice recovery day. Spending this night with new friends in new conditions was a pretty good start for a very special year I guess ;)
Date of departure: January 13th, Friday. Managed to decide to travel on Friday the 13th.. I was not hesitating if it's a bad sign or not. I was sure that nothing bad can happen on that date.
Say good by for 5 month to my mum and sis was strange, and when my sis hugged me some tear drops rolled down on my cheek. She never shows she likes me and that gesture was soo touching..
My dad literally took me to Stockholm. Was just such a great feeling travelling with a plane driven by my dad. I said good bye to him as the last passenger and stepped out to the big unknown: Sweden.
Uppsala greeted me with some snow showers and an ugly but lovely apartement.
Everything was new and unknown, but I think this is the greatest adventure in life.
The first steps just burned in my memory. The first trip to a supermarket, the first night, the first weekend without any personal contact, friends, internet...
Aand finally, on Monday morning my adventure in Wonderland had started.
I got to know the university, swede classmates, internationals. Orientation program started in the afternoon so I had chance to get to know my new family for the next half year.
These people and Erasmus is just a crazy institution... In the first month we had 3-4 parties per week plus other "friend making activities".
You can follow my experiences here:
Wonderland
5 month later had to say good bye to my international friends, to the forest where I lived, the country I fell in love and return to Hungary.
It depressed me a lot at the beginning and then I started to see Budapest with a different eye.
Before Sweden I couldn't understand why tourist are coming here. This is just an ugly, dirty city. Why are they interested? And now I see the difference..
We have many hills in the city, a magnificent river with many beautiful bridges. The center and riverside is flanked with architectural fine piece of works even though some of them are not in the best shape.
Now I recognise those hungarians who want to be different as the majority, want to live higher quality life (and now I don't talk about financial quality) and belong to Western Europe.
This 5 month changed my attitude, made me recognise negative hungarian habits and lead me to be a better person.
After one week of depression I started a pretty intensive german course, meet old friends and get new once. I got some visitors to have chance to play tourist guide and I had to recognise how little I know my home town. Such a shame...
But there is one guy who help(ed) me a lot to feel Budapest my home again. He showed me enchanting parts of the city, had wonderful moments together like lying in the middle of Margareth Island at midnight under the moon and enjoy hot summer breez, first kiss in Buda Castle at night, and many summer night walkings in town.