Welcome to the Hostel

Today is the first full day at the hostel...Orianna and I are in a room with four other girls, three from Italy and one from Belgium. They seem pretty nice, but it's always awkward living with someone you don't know, and there's also the language barrier so Orianna and I usually are in a different room with everyone else. So far, we've played a whole bunch of orientation games...which I wasn't excited about and then we had to break up into small groups and talk about our feelings, expectations and fears for the year, which I also didn't like. I get the point of doing that, but those kind of things have the opposite effect on me; I don't like them and I don't like talking about my feelings, especially when I've already thought about it on my own. Anyways, I like being with the other kids, especially the ones who were at the language camp! Tomorrow my host mom is picking me up, and then Saturday my host family and I fly to Sylt, an island that's apparently like the Hamptons, so I can't wait! And now I'll finally be able to at least communicate a little with Emmi, my three year old host sister. 

The picture is all the Americans in the hostel!