Not everything is as it is at home..

After the Whale Watching weekend I got to know the other girls better and we went out for having dinner quite often. It was nice to have some people here, but for me it was not easy to adapt myself to their lifestyle. They wanted to go shopping and partying almost every weekend or even twice a weekend and I am definitely not the person for that. I like going out and doing things with my friends, but not all the time. I also do not have the money for that. But I tried to come with them as often as it was possible because I didn't want to be excluded or something and I also wanted to live my Erasmus semester, like I did in France. 

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But still it was too much and as I didn't go to every "event" I soon recognized that some things weren't told me anymore or I was not in the Whatsapp Group and things like that. Even if I told myself that I shouldn't care, it hurt anyway, because I think nobody likes situations like that. So I tried to come even more often but it was simply too much. So I decided to go when I wanted to and don't care about the rest. I was not there to find friends for live - I already have wonderful friends in Germany. 

But that was not the only problem. I had electricity problems in my appartment since the day I moved into it and it really started to bother me - I couldn't cook with the complete oven, I couldn't let the boiler for the warm water switched on, I couldn't dry my hair after showering in the bathroom etc. And that one evening when my Mum was still there, I didn't have any water without reason. So I went to the agency, told  them the things and asked them so call the owner in order to solve the problems. They told me that they would do it and that there would be a technicien coming the next week. 

There wasn't anybody coming and the problems continued - I finally found a possibility to have internet in my appartment (after 2 months) and I was so happy and excited. But then the person came to install it and told me that it wasn't possible because there was no coverage in my appartment. I was so angry. Nothing was working in that appartment! I went to the agency again and because I felt so helpless I started to cry while I was telling them the new problem. They apparently felt quite sorry for me but as always, the answer was that I had to wait and that they couldn't do anything regarding the internet. Well. Thanks. 

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I really regretted that I had chosen that appartment after having seen only one other. I should have been more clever. But you always know it afterwards. And I couldn't move because I had that contract. That was when a really sad week for me started. I felt helpless, didn't know what to do and there was nobody to help me. I really missed my boyfriend, even more than usually which was already a lot and wanted him to be with me. I called my parents and told them my problems but of course they couldn't help me neither. It was a really hard time but in the end it showed me that I had to get up and go on - 6 months without watching my series in the internet and without skyping with my family would be hard but I wouldn't die. I had the sea just in front of me, a lot to do, books to read, a language to learn and so on. 

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Furthermore, I wanted to do more sports, so I started to run or do exercises almost every day instead of using the internet. I bought a SIM card for my phone with 3 GB which was at least something. I had to start to arrange myself with the situation and stop crying. It was not easy but I could do it, I was sure. 

I also decided to book a diving trip in order to get back my positive attitude, so I could be looking forward to that, too. 


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