erasmus life does not have so many beautiful things at first as everyone thinks. At first when you come to another country, another speech, another very different people, and both ... in an unknown location where only you know ... is going wrong. But only is transient. Like everything in life. But ... How is the life of an Erasmus?
The life of Erasmus is to be in bed hostel / guest house / bed and shit lying staring at the ceiling, surrounded by strangers, or you just met on your first time there and ask if this is really what you understood you by Erasmus. Look around and see that the hostel / guest house / bed and possibly shit shit can fall at any time. Go to the bathroom of the hostel / guesthouse / shit and shower room on tiptoe because you are repulsed by stepping on the floor of the tub. See that when you want to dress you have forgotten the pants in your room and see that maybe those who still have had since before use rather die.
The life of Erasmus is to think at some point that like in your house is not going to be anywhere and ask what the hell you've gotten into this fregao. So are you planning to return home without being Christmas.
The life of Erasmus is recorrerte whole fucking city from 9 am to 10 pm. So if you do not go, because if you plant the thing and in the 4 in the morning. As fatigue builds up and after 3 days of being here notes as your feet ever hurt your knees and ask you to relax, while your back.
The life of Erasmus is to see how some people are very kind, that without knowing anything, just be English like you, give you what little they have and you put a hot meal ahead. And also see how people are jealous and selfish and more unpleasant than anything.
The life of Erasmus is going to see houses. Good. Other regular. Some bad. Others ... I could not call or home. View as landlords try to cheat you by being English, or "foreigner" and cagarte throughout your entire family. In English of course.
The life of Erasmus is to try to see things for websites that can take you home. A pillow, a blanket, a blanket, a chair ... anything goes to tune your poor quarter that have no or hooks, so you have to hang your clothes phyllite own bag or bed.
The life of Erasmus is to stay calm as when you give birth knowing that you already have home and sleeping well. This is when you look back on how hard I've been through and laugh and say, "it was not so hard," when deep down you know that may not have been more scared in your life.
The life of Erasmus is deciding what to eat today, what are you going to eat today ... and see what you have always the same. That is always the same phrase: "Tomorrow as anything" and finally ... eat the same thing. Generally, steaks with potatoes and pasta. Rice with sausage every once in a while.
The life of Erasmus is to see you go out to party 12 pm and in Spain and people see that and it takes 3 hours of celebration and in clubs not allowed to enter without paying the amount of 25 euros. Cheapie cheapie. One day you say the phrase: "Tomorrow I have dinner at 7, at 8 am and 10 go out drinking," and the next day you go back and say the same thing: "In the morning does not happen, I have learned." But the best part is that on the third day you go back to exactly the same and it is when you tell yourself asshole.
erasmus life is to drink a beer for lunch, dinner, to bottle, in the street ... and when you're on the way home you count how many you've been drinking the day and lost count at 10.
's life Erasmus is a turn around and say EEEEE when you hear a English group. When you see English as you in your situation is a sort of "zimbiozis" I would say that, and you share experiences you try ... reaching the same conclusion as always ... and Erasmus life at first is not as easy as portrayed. We must ensure that everything goes gigs. Will see how these parts. Greetings!
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